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[xxxnecrotica]

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[cute-sucker]

can’t stop thinking abt s1 rafe x shy!pogue!reader where he’s so mean to her but she has the fattest crush on him 😢😢

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ YOUR CRUSH ON RAFE CAMERON WAS ALMOST DEGRADING. it was exciting for him because it made him wonder how much he could push you. how much he could push you, and you'd still look at him with those adoring eyes of yours. how long you would offer up your body, innocent with your pouty lips.

it didn't matter if rafe dismissed you, or if he acted as if you didn't exist—you stayed there, trailing after him like a lost puppy. he liked it too, the thought that no matter what he did, you would still be there.

really, it was sickening how much you liked rafe. he'd push you away, cold mask on his face, the words, 'dirty pogue,' already on his lips—yet you would come back to him. with your soft words, and little gifts. sometimes you left him a small snack, a glittery pink pen etching your initials. sometimes he'd try not to notice the way you'd always be hopeful during parties with your tiny clothes, almost ready to talk to him.

see, he was nice to girls. how could he not be? but you. you defined every rule in the book. you were way to nice, you were a pogue, and lastly, there was the persistence. you wanted a boyfriend, not a hookup. but you were testing every limit he had with your presence.

he could barely control himself with you around, groaning softly when he saw you coming his way. there was a meekness to you, almost as if you were surprised you were even talking to him.  

"rafe?" you'd call, and when he turned around. of course, you were already blushing, pursing your lips to hide your smile, "um...would you mind signing this?"

rafe looked at you again, licking his lips before regarding your pleading look, "yea, why not. what's it for?" then he looked down at you, holding eye contact for a little longer than usual. quickly you got flustered, blinking down as you tried to hold eye contact back.

"uh—it's just for something."

"something? tryna be mysterious and shit?"

"oh no rafe! i—"

finally, he snapped, "alright listen. i know you like me, but uh, i don't do that girlfriend or boyfriend bullshit. especially not with a pogue," he drawled as he gave you a once over, before giving you slight look, "now, either we hook up or nothing."

you gulped, shocked at his outburst, but you couldn't help but pout. wasn't this what you wanted? all dressed up in your cute jumpsuit, all dolled up for him. so he could look at you, so he could appreciate you. at this point all you just wanted was him. but you couldn't give yourself up that quickly. all the blood rushed up to your head, and you knew you were blushing. hard.

"i don't know what you're talking about!" you blubbered, taking a step away from rafe. he laughed, cocking his head.

"oh shittt, don't give me those pretty eyes and tell me you don't want to fuck me?"

suddenly you bit your lip, feeling shy. this was the most you had ever said to him. of course it had to go this way. so you did what every normal person did; murmur something softly that was hard to pick up. but rafe was rafe, he perked up, eyes full of glee. as if he was enjoying your torment.

"c'mon doll, spit it out."

"i..."

"yeah? do i need to draw it out of you?" he whispered, stepping closer to you. your lashes fluttered, feeling like a deer in headlights. now or never. heat went through your body before you looked back up at him. you blinked slowly, a shy look on your face, taking a deep breath.  

"i...i do."

with his tongue tucked in his cheek, rafe leaned back, and signed the paper radiating smug satisfaction, "good. good. now that's settled, lemme finish something here before we get to that."

then rafe gave you a once over as if he knew the effect he had on you, before rising to leave, "see you tonight."

[viviromantiq]

˳ ׁ ♥︎̼ ❀ ۟ 天使ㅤྀ͟ ♥︎̼

⎯⎯͟͟ 🌸🖇️ ✹ ❀.ིི۪۪۫۫ ໂ‧‧᪲ ໃ ˖ࣺ᭨͙᭰͒̑͡ ˘⠀

❤︎ུ᳝ ིུ͠. 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 ✧ ✿

⠀⠀

[blue-jisungs]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ PUTTING A BOW ON THEIR BELONGINGS 🧸ྀི — monster trio reaction !

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ note! tried messing around bc i wanna find a cute new layout for my posts:( anywho! i hope you enjoy this since im soooo late to this trend *^*

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ LUFFY ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

luffy trusts you, he wouldn’t have given you his hat to look over otherwise. well, look over is a stretch – you weren’t feeling too good and decided to stay on the ship, whereas him and others went to explore. but as time passed, you got bored… and ended up having a brilliant idea. you decided to wrap a pink bow around his hat. not pining it with needles or anything, not to damage it. just loosely wrapping the pink bow you stole from robin, tying a little bow as well. the strings were too long so they fell off the offer of the hat. with a smile you put it on and glanced at yourself in the mirror.

“y/n, we’re back!” luffy’s voice echoed through the corridors and you panicked - you thought you will have time to take it off. but then the door slammed open and your boyfriend standing in them. his features softened upon noticing his hat on your head. he walked up to you and curiously twirled with the strings, a gummy smile growing on his lips.

“i don’t think the bow suits me but we should get you one as well, then we’ll be matching!” luffy grinned and put the hat on his head. you smiled softly and his arm wrapped around you “are you feeling better?”

when the pink strings fell before his eyes, he started blowing air in order to get them out of his sight. safe to say, he wasn’t fully listening to you.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ SANJI ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

to be honest, you thought he would notice right away. but days passed by and sanji was still cluelessly roaming around with ribbon around his apron straps. maybe because the bows weren’t too big or in an unusual place, you weren’t sure. you didn’t mind telling him since he looked cute in those. even luffy and usopp noticed the cook’s apron decorations, chuckling.

“what?” sanji asked, putting a plate on the table, not amused.

“cute little bows you got there” usopp scowled. you looked up since he was standing behind you. sanji just scoffed and put a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it gently.

“i know. y/n put them for me, i wouldn’t dare take them off” he hummed and you felt your cheeks warm up.

“you noticed?” you asked shyly.

“ever since you put them on. they’re cute, i don’t mind” he hummed and left to continue serving the dishes (not before leaving a tender kiss on the top of your head).

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ZORO ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

obviously, you planned to wrap a ribbon around at least one of zoro’s swords! but the problem was… he carries them around with him everywhere. luckily, he loves you.

“is this… necessary?” the swordsman grunted, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“mhm” you sing-sang cheerfully, sticking your tongue out to focus. he just huffed and watched you carefully wrap a pink bow around his second sword.

zoro didn’t even realize when he started smiling.

“okay, beautiful. now, onto the last!” you chirped and leaned forward to grab the last sword.

“and how exactly do you want me to fight with those?” zoro teased, his arms crossed.

“normally, duh!” you grinned and placed the sword gently on your lap. zoro watched you trace the handle absentmindedly yet gently. his heart felt weirdly warm and all fuzzy upon seeing how tender you were with them.

his eyes followed your swift movements, your fingers tying a bow quickly but precisely.

“and all done!” you looked up and blush spread across your face. zoro looked totally whipped. “don’t look at me like that”

“like what?” zoro asked and reached to hide his katana back in its safe space.

“like you’re in love or something” you huffed, half teasingly. then, to hide your face, you ploppep your head onto his lap.

zoro gently traced the pink bow around the handle of his sword.

“yeah, as if” he scoffed and shoved you gently. you rolled off him, deciding to wrestle the swordsman. (and failing miserably).

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[heartmaddie]

ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ SANTA BABY - isagi yoichi

[DEC 11TH 𝜗𝜚 STARS ALIGN 01] there's only one thing on isagi yoichi's christmas wish list this year; and it's her! for the past year he's been all flustered & red around her, so when she invited him to go gift shopping with her, yoichi knew he had just managed to make the 'nice' list ; 1,4k wc

[incl] pre blue-lock, easily flustered isagi?? , yn is implied to be a bit extroverted , mutual pining , puppy/innocent love

[letters from maddie] so i've never written for isagi and this is the first release of my christmas event! so i was a bit nerve wracked writing this lol - not to help that my brother and his fiancé literally broke up midway writing this so that's why it was a couple hours late (i wanted it to be released at 12am aedt but whatever) i tried my hardest and i promise that it becomes more fluid as you continue reading..

also i did try to write in a different writing style which is why it may seem a bit different to what i usually post.

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Isagi let out a deep sigh, entranced by the winter sun shining down on his classroom, filled with mindless chatter before school started. He wasn’t too fond of the cold, much preferring the comforting warmth of the transient autumn period, not unbearingly hot, but not miserably cold either. 

“Isagi,” a deep voice from behind caught his attention, reluctantly, he glanced towards the source. 

“Hm, what is it?” With indifference he leant back, eyes trained on the the necklace and earrings displayed on the screen. His eyebrows raised unmeasurably as he witnessed the price. “¥30,000, for that ?” he questioned in disbelief, “who’s that even for, who’s possibly worth ¥30,000?”

“It’s my girlfriend’s gift for Christmas,” He replied simply.

Suddenly, every word that fell from the other boy’s lips went unprocessed, christmas? 

Isagi Yoichi was a lot of things, driven, loyal, and friendly (perhaps a bit aggressive sometimes but that’s beside the point), but there was one thing that shone through, one flaw within his personality. He was the most forgetful person one could meet. 

“christmas?” he muttered quietly, lips parted in shame. He couldn’t believe that he’d forgotten! Isagi pressed his forehead onto the polished oak of the table, mind flooding as he articulated how exactly he could fit shopping into his already treacherous schedule. Between football practice, cram school and his other extracurriculars - he had no time, except for this afternoon, but regardless, that wouldn’t provide him enough time.

“Is that Isagi? Is he okay?” Her voice was freshly baked butterscotch cookies, a unique sweetness which fell only from her lips and he couldn’t stop the burgundy blood rush to plump cheeks. His body went static, breath hitched because of course, the only thing, the only person he couldn’t get out of his head for the past year would be the one to see him in this utterly embarrassing predicament. 

He felt a gentle shake to his shoulder, accompanied by an, ‘are you alright?’ questioned from pink lips in only the most heavenly tone he could imagine.

“‘m fine.” He mumbled, embarrassment clear on his tongue as he sat up, looking towards her with flushed skin. He didn’t miss the small giggle she let out, only making him shrink up more in his chair. 

“What’s wrong?” Her head tilted, lips pulled into a dulcet smile, and Isagi felt his heart melt. Didn’t she realise how much she was killing him? 

“It’s nothing important,” he replied, trying to pull himself together. "I just forgot to go gift shopping for my parents.”

Isagi thinks that in this particular moment, an omnipresent figure must’ve been watching because he knows that he’ll never be as blessed anytime in his life compared to then. The earth would cease its orbit when he was descrying her, and the sun shone down on her so gracefully that it was almost in a sublime manner when her skin glew pearlescent under luminosity.

“you know,” she started, her voice silken ivory sheets against clean skin, “I was planning on going this afternoon, so you’re welcome to come with me if you need to.” 

yoichi 1 , everyone else 0.

He met her on the stairs outside the main building of the school, hands stuffed into the pockets of his black full-length puffer jacket. He’d forgotten his gloves and was only now suffering the consequences of it. He was mindlessly scrolling on his phone while he waited, incessantly checking the time as minutes ticked by.

“Hey, sorry I was late. ‘was just helping my club clean up.” Isagi’s gaze fell upon her, clad in a beige trenchcoat with her pink woollen scarf draped over her neck like ivy. She looked up at him with cheeks flushed pink from the cold, a thin sheen of glossy balm adorned her lips, almost tantalizing. He didn’t realise he was staring.

“It’s fine,” he replied quickly, “are you ready to go?”

She replied with a nod, and Isagi disliked how she could act so calm when internally he was burning up inside.

Unbeknownst to him, she was inwardly suffering from the same torture as he. She fiddled with the applicator of her lip oil, swiping another layer onto the skin before her teeth sank into the peeling skin to rip it off. She was nervous, unbelievably so. She didn’t know what possessed her to even humour the idea of inviting Isagi to shop with her - she hadn’t spoken to him for the past year after she even discovered who he was, and she’d rather die than admit the secret affection she withheld for the boy.

“Is there anything that you’re particularly looking for?” He asked, feigning calm in his tone as they walked through ornate streets together.

“I think I'll buy fragrances for my parents, and then smaller gifts for my friends. Maybe figurines?” Her eyebrows furrowed in thought and Isagi’s heart pattered that little bit faster. “Do you have any idea yet for your parents yet?”

“No,” he admitted sheepishly, “I was thinking something more practical, like soap or something.”

She blinked.

“Oh, okay!” She smiled up at him, he felt his heart lurch. “I’m sure we can find something for them.”

The evening was agonizingly awkward, silence embedded between the two of them, each too scared to start a conversation, but regardless, Isagi was happy. He found an esoteric sort of comfort within the timidity, and a small smile would adorn his cheeks whenever he’d glance down at her.

Shibiya was busy at night, and he had tasked himself with carrying all the gift bags to seem that little bit more gentlemanish in her eyes, so he was more focused on ensuring that none of the bags would be crumpled as they pushed through crowds of people.

“What subway line do you live on again?” He asked, swiping on his phone as he sought out a way for them to get home safely, together. After a few moments of silence, he looked back and blinked.

Panic settled deep inside him as his head turned left and right rapidly, trying to spot her amongst the crowds of people. Isagi cursed himself, distressed that he lost her, but also may have lost the chance with the only girl he’s only found himself interested in. On the other hand, she was engrossed in swiping various lip-tint shades against the palm of her hand, completely oblivious to the terror to which her previous counterpart was subjected. Isagi rushed through the streets, reciting apologies as he pushed through plethoras of people. His eyes were trained on the decorated windows along the street line, searching for her familiarity.

Once his eyes fell upon her familiar coat & scarf, leaning over a display table at a small cosmetic store, he let out a deep, revitalising sigh of relief, taking the small amount of time he had to catch his breath before rushing into the store.

“Isagi, why are you running?” She asked curiously, looking up at him with raised eyebrows as he looked at her with deep concern.

“When did you wander off? Are you okay? Did you bump into anyone sketchy?” He asked an abundance of questions, each increasing in worry as his fingers instinctively reached for her face, stopping in the air when he realised what he was doing, his hands fell right down to his sides and his face blushed red.

“I’m fine,” she assured, looking up at him with a sheepish smile, “sorry, I got distracted by the collection..”

Isagi let out another sigh of relief,

“No, no. It’s fine” he murmured, “just let me know next time you do that.”

“Next time?”

The way her eyes expanded in excitement before returning to normal couldn’t hide from Isagi’s gaze, and his teeth gnawed on the inside of his cheek as he fought back a dorky smile.

“Yeah, next time.” He nodded.

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Isagi stared at his phone the whole walk home, almost bumping into poles and tripping on rocks an unmeasurable amount of times. He couldn’t help but stare at the 10 digits displayed on the screen, right underneath her name.

Yoichi 2 , everyone else 0.

fin - please like & reblog if you enjoyed © heartmaddie all rights reserved. please do not repost my work.

[fawndollie]

brown and pink cute pixels ? 😸

some of these are reposts but whatever

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[bambisnc]

⤷ "fuck,.." his voice is slightly hoarse as he struggles to catch his breath, a delicate string of spit stretching from your lips to his, "y'taste so sweet. what is that, cherry?"

GENRE : suggestive xx WC : 1097 w! CW/TW : uneditted + swearing + implied innocent!reader + first kiss, kissing + implied fuckboy!jungwon

SUGGESTED 🎧: diet pepsi, addison rae untouched, XO : shit's crazy. + [m.list]

thinking about childhood bsf!nishimura riki.

thinking about how you've known him pretty much all your life owing to the fact that you literally grew up with him as your next door neighbor; it was only obvious that the proximity would lead to a close relationship between the two of you and, well, it was only obvious (to everyone but you, apparently) that you'd end up developing feelings for the boy.

but as time passed, you grew older and ended up going your separate ways and losing touch. of course, you didn't ever really end up getting proper closure on whatever it was that you felt for him, resulting in a weird crush you never really get over.

but fast forward and it's winter vacation! both your families decide it's the perfect time for a huge get together, because, it's been so long with everyone here~! so you're all but threatened to spend your time off back at home. well, hey, if it's any consolation at least niki will be suffering with you?

oh, what's that? he volunteered to drive you? well isn't that lovely! what a wonderful opportunity to spend time and catch up with your beloved friend!

...

"fuck,.." his voice is slightly hoarse as he struggles to catch his breath, a delicate string of spit stretching from your lips to his, "y'taste so sweet. what is that, like, cherry?"

the slight sheen of sweat on his features and mussed up hair from your hands running through his locks captivates you so deeply that you almost forget to answer. "... it's cherry lip gloss, yeah."

his tongue runs over his lips before he simply hums in response. you doubt riki knows how badly you want to lean in again, to close the little remaining space still between you and to kiss him again and again till he's completely senseless. even if for no other reason than to, somehow, convey your own yearning for more.

the cool metallic cans of half finished diet pepsi in the center console graze your thigh lightly when you shift to settle in your position on top of him more comfortably.

merely a half an hour ago, while stopping for gas and earlier mentioned refreshments, you remember him asking if there was anything you were looking forward to going back home.

and you, high off of sugary lollipops and cringey yelled out song lyrics, had promptly replied back, "yang jungwon."

"... jungwon? that nerd we went to school with?" riki had asked, voice almost alarmingly low pitched. "and why is that, exactly?"

"i mean ... he's cute; messaged me on insta a couple times recently."

"oh yeah? s’that right?.. never really took him to be ... your type."

"...? what is that supposed to mean. are you even in touch with jungwon?"

"mm, nah, i’ve just heard stuff through the grapevine. he's more the type to get around, if you know what i mean. more of an, ah,.. experienced dude," he pauses, letting his gaze trail up and down your figure, "and you're basically .. well.

... a naive little girl."

you didn't talk to him for a whole hour after that. 

the silence settling in afterwards was heavy, until the childhood best friend you’d been rather looking forward to meeting decided to be even more of a shit than usual and let slip a few more harsh jabs about how you were so, so innocent that you probably hadn’t even had your first kiss yet~.

“yeah, well,” you’d said, deciding you couldn’t take it anymore. “unless you’re planning on helping with that – just shut the fuck up and drive.” 

riki had glanced at you sideways, calculating, one hand casually draped over the steering wheel. 

“alright.”

“that’s what i thought — wait what?.”

“i said, yeah, i’ll help.” his face was rather composed, considering what he had offered up, only the barest hint of a smirk visible, “might as well, if you’re planning on whining about this all the way.”

“i wasn’t-,” but before you could even think about formulating a coherent response, he was already shifting into reverse and bringing the car to a halt. you’re pretty sure you’d all but sat there with your mouth hanging agape. was riki serious about this?...

his hand brushing against your jaw, moving your face towards his from how you were previously resolutely staring forward, jolted you out of your haze. “i’m going to kiss you now.”

“... okay.” 

and then his lips were on yours, and the world outside the car seemed to disappear.

…

fast forward to the present, which you’re brought back to by a harsh jab, tantalizingly veiled by the fact that the person mumbling it does so with his lips so close to yours that you feel riki say it before you hear him. “you suck at this, fyi.” 

and there was that infuriatingly gorgeous smirk of his again.

you huff, annoyance clearly oozing from the sound, "guess i need more practice, then."

“mhm.” he presses a soft peck to the corner of your mouth, “that’s what i’m here for.”

riki’s hands readjust themselves on your waist, pulling you closer, finally, but instead of kissing you properly, he only peppers a trail of featherlight ones along your jaw all the way down your neck. with an ease that can only be accounted for by a certain familiarity between you, you allow your head to tilt back. 

the increased access is taken full advantage of by him, obviously. one of his hands glides up to rest behind your neck, the softer kisses leading way to increasingly rougher, more bruising bites and nips. 

“hey – ouch. stop that.” 

“what’s that, hmm? ‘s it getting too much for you?” his thumb strokes your tender skin that is bound to end up with red and purple marks – marks that will definitely inspire questions you won’t really know how to answer. 

“‘m sorry, baby. let me apologize for it, yeah?” 

and you can’t really bring yourself to turn that down. not when he looks like that,.. kiss swollen lips, red flush against his honeyed skin, eyes half lidded with something you can’t exactly place…

unbeknownst to both you and him, however, riki’s phone buzzes where it lays forgotten in the backseat. when the vibrations stop, a soft ping! makes itself known. if either of you were paying any attention, that is. 

the display screen shows 4 new messages from a contact named “yang jw” 

riki wtf you guys were supposed to call like 2 hours ago. your guys' moms are freakin' PISSED at me rn

istfg i will beat ur ass. make out on YOUR OWN TIME MF

𐙚 . regulars : none yet! ⋆

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[jaes1lvr]

‎ ʕ ‎ˊ ‎ ‎ ‎ᩙ ‎ˋ ‎ʔㅤㅤׄㅤㅤifㅤonlyㅤ ♪ㅤㅤ♬ㅤㅤ✿ ‎᭄ᬽ

[cute-sucker]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ RAFE WOULD ALWAYS BE TUGGING YOU CLOSE DURING PARTIES WHEN YOU GOT A LITTLE TOO EXCITED. you could always count on him to keep you close, but at times you noticed he got a bit territorial. it was times when your tube top is close to falling, hair messed up while you smiled up at rafe. he'd always pull you closer, running a hand on your messed up hair, before giving you a quick peck. usually rafe was amused, but you could sense today wasn't that day.

"hey, baby?"

you giggled at the endearment. he barely called you anything like that infront of others, his voice gentle and a bit teasing. but you could see a sneaking look of possessiveness when rafe gripped you closer. you couldn't be bothered now, really you embraced it being so close to him.

"i missed you," you murmured sweetly, leaning into his warmth.

"yea?" rafe'd muse at you again, a smirk on his face before giving you a pat on the ass as you jumped up and down. you nodded enthusiastically, your head bopping up and down, panting.

it was only when you seemed to get a little drowsy, when he pulled you closer again. still, his mouth was a firm line as he watched you carefully as if scanning the area. his eyes would go a bit darker, large arms on your waist.

"settle down."

[luvsreve]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᲐ𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾ㅤ⨾ ㅤ𝗁𝖾⍺𝗋𝗍 ࣪ ˖ ͏ ❤︎ू

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 ࣪ ˖ㅤ.ㅤ⍺ㅤ𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄ㅤꛁ⑅ꛁ ㅤ𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖻𝗈𝗇  

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ TEARS OF JOY 🧸ྀི — in which simple action made by your boyfriend brings you to tears of joy ( wc 339 )

[ extras ] food & alcohol (and being drunk) mentioned, crying

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the sound of door opening and closing, a subtle shuffle of feet padding against the ground… yushi was home. you closed your laptop and rubbed your tired eyes.

“i’m back, come here!” he called cheerfully from the kitchen. with a small stretch, you left the room.

stepping into the room, you noticed two take out boxes on the counter.

“how was it?” you asked, walking up to your boyfriend lazily. yushi smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist.

his friends invited you to a dinner but you sadly had to turn it down – the assignments just kept piling in your desk. so yushi went alone.

“fun, as usual. sion got drunk” yushi giggled and pointed at the boxes “i got you some goodies, i know you haven’t eaten much today. but sion… ah, what an idiot. let me look for a video. he was saying something dumb, it was so funny–”

“you got me take out?” you asked, voice small.

yushi halted his movements, finger freezing above the screen of his phone. then, he smiled tenderly.

“of course!” he answered, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

and while he kept looking for the video, you fought back tears.

such a mundane thing. no one did that before for you, not without asking.

and then, here’s yushi. taking food for you, knowing that you skipped a meal.

“i took dessert too, i thought you’d like it” he hummed and you smiled, blinking harshly. you will not cry because of such a small thing– “i can warm it up for you, if you want. oh, there it is! wait, are you crying?”

“no…” you whined and quickly buried your head in his chest, holding him close. yushi slowly wrapped his arms around you, shocked.

“are you okay?” he asked, worried.

“even more than okay” you mumbled.

yushi decided to give you some time. whatever the reason was, it must have been valid. whereas you kept sobbing tears of joy because of a simple gesture.

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both ends clear . . . “ a convenient, happy ‘reality’ ”

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— 🤍 both ends cleared story for alfons. this is all told in his point of view.

— cw: alcohol consumption, invasion of personal space, awkwardly translated smut; you know the drill!

—— Alfons’ POV ——

—— Flashback ——

Having thought it would be infinitely better to die on the roadside, I had left the orphanage. And on that day,

a cat was crying in an alley.

That day, my lips got cut after a beating, so I still had dried bread that was handed to me in my pocket...

Alfons: ...Want some?

When I offered the bread, the cat slowly crept toward me, and then nibbled on the bread.

Alfons: ...You want to live that much?

A: Even though this reality isn’t even kind to you...

The kitten didn’t utter a sound, only continuing to eat.

Albeit foolishly and miserably so, it tried its very hardest to live.

Alfons: And if you want to live that badly... I guess I better help you then.

—— End flashback ——

Kate: I-I overslept again——!

Alfons: Ahha! First thing in the morning and you’re in ever high spirits, I see.

Still nude, Kate’s complexion paled as soon as she woke up. At this point, I’ve seen this so often one hand was hardly enough to count.

Alfons: Now now, why so bent on this? It’s not as though you are going to die.

A: I’m more than positive that if you apologize with all your heart, you’ll be let off the hook.

Kate: Wh—you do know this is your fault, don’t you!?

K: I even told you yesterday that I had a promise to keep so I needed to get up early today, and yet...

Alfons: And yet we did such naughty things, and it escalated to the point you ended up crying out, no?

Kate: ...!

Rendered speechless, she turned away and got off the bed,

and she pulled her clothes, standing ready in this room’s closet, and began to change.

Alfons: Goodness, what a cruel one you are, Kate, leaving your lover behind on the bed for a promise you made with another man.

A: Since when have you become so wicked, I wonder?

While sprawled on the bed, I placed my elbow on the pillow and looked on at Kate, whose lips were in a pout.

Kate: Well, I promised I was going to go and get the photo I took of you before,

K: so there’s really nothing going on I would feel guilty about.

Alfons: Hehe... there’s no need to deny it so vehemently; I assure you I know. After all, you——

Kate: ...I what?

Alfons: ——Well, your body just can’t bear it unless it’s with me, you see.

Kate: ...I was a fool to even ask in earnest. I’ll be going now.

Alfons: Yes, yes, have a good time. Ahh, and I think I will be coming back late.

Kate: Ah——that’s right, today... you have a mission, don’t you? Be careful and come back safely, alright?

Alfons: Worry not, for unlike a certain someone I am quite faithful.

Kate: That’s not what I meant...

K: If you go out of your way to get hurt and whatnot, I’ll... I’ll punish you...!

Kate’s face reddened as she declared this before turning and leaving the room.

(...‘Punish,’ she says...) (O_O)

Alfons: Pfft, ahahaha!

A: Ahh... dear me, what darling words.

A: Indeed, why are Kate’s parting threats always so cute like this, I wonder.

(Like how alcohol and staying up late was bad for the body, or how if I got hurt she would punish me...)

For threats those words were much too kind, and it was quite amusing to say the least.

The reason she was going out, and her worry, I knew they were all for my sake.

And yet, that heroic side of her, as astounding as it was, was so cute, I couldn’t help but be a little mean and tease her a bit: call it a bad habit of mine.

(Such a troublesome way of caring, and yet it’s the only way I know how. And perhaps, I may someday run out of love.)

My heart, long used to throwing away any notion of hope, still whispered to ‘let it become that way.’

But every time that happened, I would hear Kate’s voice in my mind.

——It won’t turn out that way!

(The Kate in my mind would never leave me behind.)

That was my convenient delusion.

And, to me, my happy illusion.

—— Time skip ——

(Now then... what sort of interesting things is the little robin up to now?)

When I had returned to the castle after the mission, I was told by Elbie that Kate had gone to the pub.

—— Flashback ——

Alfons: Why again, so late at night?

Elbert: Because when your missions end late, you often go to the pub.

E: So, Kate said that she would wait there...

—— End flashback ——

(There is no such person in that pub who would leave a woman there so late at night alone.)

I went down the familiar staircase and slipped into the lively pub——and as expected, Kate was being pressed by a ‘friend.’

Black-haired young man: Don’t be so stuck up now. How about we two lonely people get along and have a drink?

Kate: I’ll pass. Besides, I’m not really lonely.

Like a prideful cat, she had her face turned,

but perhaps in an effort to swallow her displeasure and fear, Kate’s hold on her glass tightened.

Black-haired young man: You waitin’ for Al? Not like you made any promise with him, right?

Black-haired young man: Leave him be. He’s a good-for-nothing who doesn’t have an ounce of love in him, you know?

(A good-for-nothing without an ounce of love... indeed, if one were to ask about me at this pub,)

(not a single person would answer with something other than that, I reckon.)

While I counted the words in the repertoire of words that were used as insults against me in my mind——

Kate, for the first time, turned toward the ‘friend’ at last.

Kate: I won’t deny that Alfons is the lowest of the low, with no morals or ethics to speak of, and a good-for-nothing,

K: but he does have much more than an ounce of love.

(...) (O_O)

Black-haired young man: Pfft, hahaha! A woman who’s so easily fooled like you doesn’t come around every day either. ...But in all seriousness, you really should let him go.

Black-haired young man: He’ll make a mess of your life, and it’ll be too late to regret anything after you’ve been through it.

My ‘friend’——Craig looked at Kate with narrowed eyes, slightly saddened, as though he was seeing someone else in her,

and he quietly reached out for those shoulders.

Alfons: You sure like getting hands on with others, don’t you.

Craig: Whoa—!?

Just before his hands touched her shoulder, I stopped him with my palm,

and Craig practically flew out of his counter chair.

Kate: Alfons!?

Craig: W-what the... what’s the big deal? Not like you ever had a special someone before.

C: So this time wouldn’t be any different from a whim of a relationship before fading right out, right?

Kate: ...

For a moment, Kate’s expression wavered with a bit of sadness.

Seeing that left a bad taste in me, and before I could think, my mouth moved first.

Alfons: ——Why, I beg to differ?

A: She’s such a darling toy, one I could hardly leave behind. After all, I very much am one with much more than an ounce of love.

Kate: ...!

Alfons: But putting that aside, Craig,

Craig: ...What is it?

Alfons: At least on the anniversary of your wife’s passing, I hope you may spend the rest of this night in a good mood.

I removed his gloves, and then gently touched the back of his neck.

Alfons: ——Tonight, shut yourself out those self-condemning notions, and go to sleep back home after another drink.

A: “And perhaps, you may see a nostalgic dream, rivaled by none other.”

—— Time skip: night city ——

Alfons: Goodness, to think you would go out to play at night and seduce another man... you naughty one, you.

Kate: No, it’s not that! I was thinking you might come by here, so I was waiting for you.

K: Like, maybe you would come for a drink after a mission so you wouldn’t feel as weary and whatnot.

K: And I wanted to be there too, if possible...

Alfons: None the more noble, I see,

A: as your partner is a man who gets told things like how ‘this is on a whim before fading right out.’

Kate: But I don’t think that.

Alfons: Even though you seemed rather saddened for a moment back there?

Kate: That... is because, I thought how even among your friend circle, there are those that misunderstand you.

Alfons: Aha, but it’s not a misunderstanding? I really am someone who will turn down nobody who comes to me, nor will I chase after anyone who leaves.

A: For you see, I’m but a piece of trash who would fade right out if things become troublesome.

Kate: But the people you spend time with are always those that are suffering, right?

K: So, even when you ‘fade right out,’ that is also for other people’s sake, isn’t it?

K: I can’t think of that as loveless. After all...

K: What else could the feeling of wanting to help others be called, if not love?

Alfons: ......... (O_O)

—— Flashback ——

Alfons: And if you want to live that badly... I guess I better help you then.

—— End flashback ——

If her words really were true...

Then what I had felt at that time was ‘love’——at least, that may be the case.

A single word from her was enough to make such a convenient interpretation feel like reality.

Kate: Before, I was really happy. When you said straight up how you wouldn’t leave me.

K: And the fact how, after that, you showed Craig an illusion...

K: In the end, I really do love you, Alfons.

Instead of falling out of love, she said such a thing with a casual smile.

(...To think that, more than this happy illusion in my mind and whatnot,)

(the Kate in reality is so much more convenient to me...)

Alfons: ...You are just full of surprises, aren’t you.

Kate: Huh? What was that?

Alfons: Goodness, you weren’t listening?

A: I said that tonight we’re going to do so many naughty things you won’t know what’s what anymore.

—— Time skip: Alfons’ room ——

Kate: Ahh...

Like a cat, Kate’s waist was lifted as she lied face down on the bed,

and when I pulled away from her, she jumped a little.

After climaxing again, she shivered at the lingering sound of her wet entrance.

When I inserted a finger in that stirred up area, she lowered her hips as though becoming frightened.

Kate: N-no more...

Alfons: Really? Because the inside of you seems to think otherwise around my fingers. ...See.

Kate: no, I—ah, ahh——

While kneading the swollen bud with my thumb, I moved my two fingers inside.

I went for the place she loved the most, where she squeezed my fingers, and together with a lewd sound, she squirted.

Alfons: Hehe... to think teasing you just a little was enough to make you come, your body has become quite the naughty thing, hasn’t it.

Kate: I... I wanted to look at the photo... together with you though...

The envelope she received, which contained the photo that had just been processed,

was left unopened on the side table.

Alfons: You can look at photos at any time... so how about looking at the real me here?

Kate: ...ngh... uh...?

I took her limp wrists and pulled her up,

And Kate, her eyes seeming to melt with intoxication, went along with being pulled.

(As usual, she’s quite defenseless, isn’t she...)

When would she realize that shaking her head the moment she finally realized that the place she was taken to was in front of the mirror

would have the opposite effect, I wonder?

My hand made its way behind her knee before lifting her leg up.

Kate: no... ah...

Alfons: See now, look here, won’t you. ...So that you won’t ever forget.

Kate: ...!

When I murmured those words, Kate tried to bear any sense of shame she had.

Alfons: How lewd it feels with my cock in your mouth.

Kate: hah... haa... ah, ahh——

Alfons: ...And also,

A: in what ways I love you.

Not wanting to forget me even after I died, she would record me,

and look straight forward while pushing down her embarrassment, engraving them into her memory.

(Kate, truly, what a pitiable, darling soul you are.)

(All that effort, even when I have no intention of dying before you.)

But, I had no intention of saying that to her either. In all likeliness, it would remain my secret for the rest of this lifetime.

(After all, seeing how your mind is filled to the brim with me, and how hard-working you are, brings me no end of amusement.)

(And, even if you were to find out this secret of mine——)

(I’m sure you would be exasperated and angry, but still you would love me after that.)

This may not necessarily amount to a convenient delusion,

but those teary eyes that looked at me through the mirror let me think that.

After we indeed felt so good we didn’t know what was what anymore,

Kate fell asleep, with me holding her. And suddenly, I felt a nostalgic rush from the silence of the night.

I remembered that very night, when I had fallen asleep while holding a small warmth I had found in an alley.

That was the first night I had ever felt such serenity in the silence.

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