#gomens was really like not only are you going to see this look. he is going to wear it during one of the most carnal moments of the show

[dingdangit]

never forgiving some of you for how you treated crowley's Look

[u3pxx]

💛🕊️ Five times Aziraphale gave Crowley a gift plus one time Crowley gave a gift in return.

DID YOU KNOW THAT @contritecactite, once again, wrote a VERY GOOD fic about my bad omens spouses??? and it's so wonderfully GOOD???!?!?!!

anywhooo, a very big special thanks again to elle for writing this! it's been just a real treat talking to them and the klapollomb gomens s2 support group about bad omens 🥺 i'm really, really thankful that y'all decided to indulge me and my freakingg swap au wheezes <33

i'm gonna cut myself off here and ramble more under keep reading :0]

like these drawings? they're prints, here! | like what i do? support me on ko-fi!

seeing this get written was an experience! one of the things keeping me alive during prelim exams LOL if i remember correctly, this kind of started bc i was curious if bomens zira would actually have, i guess, a real demon equivalent the way shax (stork), beelzebub (fly), and furfur (deer) do. so i looked up the words 'crow demon' and whaddya know!

a crow demon!! and what's that? "cause Love"?

what a perfect fit for demon!aziraphale! and really, i was only messing around the first time i had the idea of "haha lol wouldn't it be funny if demon aziraphale was a crow", and then bam! all of it started to, surprisingly, fit well together pfttt (special thanks to bepo for being the one to piece it all together wheezes <33) (also, just really thank you all for bouncing ideas with me, it really does make me happy dfgdhjd <3333)

and then elle wrote a little snippet at first (IIRC) and then he just feakign!!!!!!! WOAGH!!!!!!! just, tasty delicious words, a fic that made me kick my feet like i was a schoolgirl while reading the whole thing ASKSKS <333

i'm really happy with all the spot art i drew for this! wanted it to look very uhhh, i wouldn't say storybook, but watercolor illustrations were definitely a huge inspiration! i wanted them to feel as nice and cozy as YOU would feel while reading elle's fic <3

i do gotta thank elle again for making these two fem-presenting when they were at the dowlings' bc then i get to draw butch gardener crowley. do you know how much that means to me? do you know do you do y do you know how m how much that how m b butches butches butches .

and a little bonus, one where crowley did not want to pose for the painting PFTT

i am once again putting the link here if you've scrolled this far down without reading it yet, go! go! go!!! IT'S SO GOOD!!!! <3333

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Last Meal

Crowley x GN!Reader (AFAB anatomy)

18 Plus ONLY / Requests are OPEN

Summary: Crowley really, really, likes to eat you out.

CW: smut, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, light praise, overstim, oral sex

Gomens tag list: @coffee-and-red-lipstick

___ ___ ___ ___ ___

Overstimulation is poking at your nerves like a tingling, hot iron. You’ve cum three times already, and Crowley is desperate to get you a fourth, or maybe even a fifth- if you didn’t just give out before that point. 

The first time had been soft and loving, his tongue laving over your clit and fingers buried deep inside your sopping cunt until you fell apart over him. You’d been stressed out, what with all of the nonsense happening at work and with the fact that the world had almost descended into chaos. It was no wonder you were stressed. Good thing Crowley knew a thing or two about how to distract you.

He’d brought you into his office, sat you down on the desk and him in his chair, and pushed your legs open to take a load off of that stress for you, so to speak. Soft circles brushed into your thigh and little breaths of cold air on your clit to make you needy. He didn’t keep you waiting long before he was tracing blasphemous prayers into your clit. 

You came like that once, and after that, he’d added another finger and held you down by the tummy to wring another orgasm out of you- you whined and jerked against his hold as he talked you through it. Telling you how good you were, and how much he loved to see you come apart for him. All for him. 

You’d came hard and fast, gasping and arching your back off the desk. He’d given you one of those signature grins and pressed kisses down your tummy, down your hip and towards the inside of your thighs, forcing you to open them up for him. 

The third time he’d made you cum took a little longer, the overstimulation taking longer to get over. You were gasping and writhing on the desk as he wrapped his lips over your clit and sucked it into his mouth, split tongue flicking hard and fast against your sensitive bundle of nerves. He didn’t let up until you cried out in pleasure and yanked hard at his hair, keeping him there in that spot as you rode his face and worked yourself through your bordering-on-painful orgasm.

And now he had his tongue buried inside you, long and flexible, licking at your walls and shooting pleasure up your spine. 

“Fuck, Crowley- I- I don’t think I can,” you cry, trying your best to squirm away from his tongue.

He chuckles and pulls you closer by the hips, practically mashing his nose into your clit. You mewl, arching away. Of course, this only proved to bump his nose against you again. 

His tongue starts moving inside you as if possessed, Crowley trying to stick the forked appendage inside you as far as possible. He eats you as if it’s his last meal on Earth, and he brings a thumb down over your hip to rub back and forth over your clit without mercy. 

You cry out louder this time, unable to contain the noises that were escaping you as he forced you closer and closer to that edge. Fuck, you might actually be able to cum again. No, scratch that, you were definitely going to cum again. 

“F-fuck, Crowley, I- nngh, oh-” 

Hips wriggle on the desk, slick and spit trailing down your folds to stain the table. You pant and moan as he works you like a master pianist- knowing exactly which keys to tap to wring out the most divine music from you.

You manage to lean yourself up on your elbows to get a good look at Crowley, and that’s what pushes you over the edge. Those yellow-slitted eyes looking up at you so hungrily, so unabashedly. He looks ravenous, feasting at you like if he doesn’t make you cum right now he might simply pass away. 

Waves of pleasure take you all at once, roiling inside like crashing waves in a storm. You’re vaguely aware of the fact that your head hits the desk again with a soft thud. You’re also vaguely aware of the way your entire body is convulsing with the pleasure of your fourth orgasm. 

He works you through it, tongue raking every single modicum of pleasure from you. The stimulation grows to be too much, and you press your foot to his shoulder to force him off you. 

He chuckles deeply, pussy drunk on the taste of your spend. He nuzzles against your thigh, trailing a finger down your slit and revelling in the whimper it draws from you. 

He giggles- actually giggles- and gives your thigh a light slap.

“Mmn,” he says, licking his lips. “Always so good for me.” 

“Always,” you pant back with a giggle.

[pikahlua]

Fourteen Days of MHA: Day 3

Light Fades to Rain

Okay, let's gush. Here are my feelings about the anime adaptation of chapters 360-362: season 7 episode 11. This will quickly devolve from eloquent discussion to raging madness I promise.

The opening five minutes are the weakest part of the episode. This is the only section I will lodge any complaints about, and honestly they're not that serious.

The sadomasochism got toned down :P

I kind of expected it, and honestly I get why. Even though it was scaled back, the scene was effective enough for most viewers because there's just something about seeing it animated that makes it feel visceral anyways. The detail was always going to be reduced in the art when adapted to animation, and a lot of that art could've looked really bad without the necessary detail.

But it wouldn't be on brand for me if I didn't mention that it bummed me out lol.

The only other thing I can complain about isn't even an issue with the episode, it's an error in the subtitles.

"...you're just goldfish poop next to All For One."

a) It should be "One For All," not "All For One."

b) I don't think they should have kept it as "goldfish poop." Sorry to any language purists out there, but the idiomatic meaning of this phrase in Japanese will not get picked up by an English-speaking audience--and that idiom is important. It has an impact on how Katsuki behaves going forward. I think the subtitles should have changed that to something like "a minnow in One For All's wake" or "a tag-along weakling," ANYTHING to get the point across that Tomura is trying to inflict psychological damage by telling Katsuki he'll never amount to anything on the level of One For All. That message informs the rest of the episode!

Now, if that's the only complaint I have about this whole episode--a slightly too-fast-paced-under-detailed opening scene and a bad subtitle--then I'm a happy camper. And indeed that is the only complaint I have.

This episode is a masterpiece of adaptation.

The focus on the Big Three is so good because it does such a good job of masking where the episode is going but it's perfectly in-theme because of the parallels the three of them have with Izuku and Katsuki. IT JUST WORKS MAN. I LOVE IT.

The music that plays when Katsuki mutters is an excellent choice, though I wish they could have done something to hammer the point home more that he was indeed muttering and analyzing like Izuku does. Maybe the little "mutter" text would've been dissonant in tone lol but still I wish there was a way they could've done it. I do think the point does come across in the end still, but it's just more impactful when you get to see the little "mutter" text come full circle. Yeah yeah, manga vs anime and all that.

I didn't expect the tone they went with for Jeanist's reaction to Katsuki's muttering, but it was just different not like bad or anything. I kinda liked the whole "what the fuuuuck" vibe of it. I was thinking more like "Holy shit, I'm a proud dad" tone but this works XD

Jeanist is such a dad.

HE SPARKLE. KATSUKI, HE SPARKLE. IT SO PRETTY. AT LAST.

The animators were SOOOO trying to hide the twist this episode from the anime-only viewers, they didn't even put Katsuki on the commercial bumpers, they didn't want to SPOIL THE SURPRISE. IT'S SO GOOD.

Lost it at Tenko's freak out (damn voice actor wow) and Mirio's "g-gomen." I need the dub of this scene so bad.

JEANIST MY FIRST LOVE, DAD-ING SO HARD ALL OVER THIS EPISODE LOOK AT HIM GO.

Nejire is adorable as hell and everyone in MHA is so easily read as autistic it's remarkable actually.

They really put the typography behind the plasma cannon they actually did that.

UNF THAT PIANO. THE PIANO GOES OFF ALL OVER THE PLACE THIS EPISODE, DAMN.

Also good job on making the plasma cannon blast look small and precise to contrast Katsuki's attack last episode, because Katsuki definitely has more firepower but Tamaki has the finesse to concentrate the attack for a sustained period.

BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS BOOTS

Everything from BOOTS on is perfection I know you all already know that.

Jeanist's voice acting is underappreciated, I really loved him this episode.

The little special sound effect for his clusters now!!! IT MAKES ME SO EXCITED. I CAN'T WAIT TO SUPERIMPOSE IT OVER KATAMARI DAMACY NEXT SEASON

Present Mic with the La Brava's-Love-quirk soft narration omg [chef's kiss]

OKAMOTO. OKAMOTO OH MY GOD. YOU GIVING ME FEELINGS WITH YOUR VOICE CRACKS I CAN'T SLEEP

The slo-mo shots are so pretty ;_;

THEY GAVE US MORE KUDOU TOO AND IT WAS SO GOOD, THE CONNECTION WAS DRAWN SO WELL BETWEEN HIM AND KATSUKI I AM LOVING IT SO MUCH. IT ALSO HELPS THE ENGLISH-SPEAKING AUDIENCE UNDERSTAND THIS IS DEFINITELY THE AFO-DOMINANT PERSONALITY NOT TOMURA.

Even if this series ends without explaining it, I'm going to come up with my own explanation for that vestige world shit. That cannot just be symbolic afterlife bullcrap. IT MEANS SOMETHING.

He's just a boy ;_; He's just a baby boyyyyyy

GIVE HIM HIS AUTOGRAPH BY THE END OF THIS SERIES SO HELP ME--

he spin thru the air like a meme

It's time for Horikoshi's favorite character: Bakucorpse!

You wanted the blue sky gone, but at what cost?

YES I'M LOVING THE VIBE FROM THE THUNDER SOUND

Oh...oh it hurts a lot to see in color, oh he's so pale...ohhhh no

THAT ENDING SONG? NOW? HOW DARE.

That horrifying feeling of emptiness at the end :)

The joy of watching others cry over this 👀

Katsuki is the actual symbol of hope I don't care what anyone says. All hope of victory is lost with his death and the only chance of winning comes from reviving him with the literal power of hopes and prayers and wishes. He is Hope Incarnate. A very Sassy (Soft Precious) Hope Incarnate.

[paroslineage]

Mistake Aftermath

Shinichiro Sano x

F!Reader

TW : Blood, Reader Death, Canon Divergence.

This is my own original idea and the characters of TR do not belong to me but Ken Wakui. Do not steal :/

Genre : Bittersweet.

The Incident.

It seemed like the skies and the rain mourned and sympathized with Shinichiro.

It had three days since your passing took place at S.S Motors.

The little ones were absolutely devastated

Emma wailed heart breakingly, mourning for her beloved sister-in-law.

...

"Ne ne Y/N Nee-Chan?"

"Hm? Yes Emma-Chan what's wrong?" you asked as you caressed Emma's soft and fluffy blonde hair while coddling her gently to your bosom.

"Why are the birds rushing here and there?"

"See Emma-Chan when the sun dims low the birds return to their nest that is back to their families."

"Ohh.. Am I your family Nee-Chan?"

"Yes baby I'm your family and always will be." You nuzzled her cheek affectionately with your nose causing a heart warming giggle to break out from her mouth.

...

Izana was eerily silent than usual. His head down, bangs covering his darkened expression and a lone tear trailing down his cheek.

...

"Ne... Y/N Nee..?"

"Yes 'Zana?"

"Will you go to the park with me" Izana asked you in a shy tone.

"Why yes of course we can lil guy" you said in a gentle tone.

Izana's amethyst eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and cheered

"Yay! Thank you so much Y/N-Nee!"

"No worries at all 'Zana."

...

Mikey also stood unchracterstically quiet his onyx eyes dark as he stared at your visage peeking from inside of the casket.

...

"Hey Mikey don't you get stomach ache eating those all day long?"

"Hm. No not at all Y/N Nee-Chan."

"Tell me why do you eat so much Tayaki and Dorayaki?"

"To get taller Nee-Chan." Mikey's eyes twinkled as he claimed seriously.

Not able to take Mikey serious at all you burst out laughing sweetly.

"Hey that's not nice Nee-Chan!"

"I know dearie but that does not work like that but if you continue you will get tall enough."

"Really Nee-Chan?!"

"Yes from the side."

"Nee-Chan!!"

...

Shinichiro was mumbling insanely for you.

his Y/N..

Wakasa and Takeomi held him from the sides incase his knees decided on giving out.

...

Ryoko had slapped Keisuke hard that his face snapped to the side his own bangs covering his dark expression.

Ryoko grasped the white shirt collar of Keisuke and shook him hard.

"What were you thinking Keisuke?! why..why did this happen?!" She yelled at him angrily but her loses her composure in between not being able to keep her emotions at bay and finally breaking down.

She lets go of him and turns to the direction your casket was kept and stumbled her way and eventually fell to her knees distraught bronze eyes looking brokenly inside the casket, at you.

You still looked beautiful, like a dream and possibly a to be bride...

Oh yeah and...

Your marriage with Shinichiro was supposed to be tommorow.

But that's all shattered glass now...

"My..-my...baby...you were supposed to get married tomorrow.. and yet you are here lying in this cold casket-" Not being able to keep it in anymore she broke down wailing only to be consoled by an equally distraught Emma.

Keisuke just stood where he was left, his once mischief sparkled bronze eyes now reduced to a dull hue like the color itself lost its lustre bore into your pale expressionless face.

"Nee-chan ... Gomen.. gomen...." Keisuke mumbled with pain as his eyes grew misty as he stared at your expressionless face.

He walked shakingly towards the casket looking in it and grabbing your hand.. Holding it tightly. Never wanting to let go of his beloved nee chan.

Keisuke started to sob alone...until two hands slapped him on both side of his shoulder looking up he saw draken and mitsuya looking at him solemnly offering their condolences to the broken boy but it made him cry more harder.

From the sidelines Mikey ominously stared at you same with the owner of amethyst eyes, Izana.

Wanting to kill Kazutora for Taking away their beloved Onee-Chan.

Meanwhile in the juvie

"I didn't mean to hit her... I really didn't... I'm sorry... Y/N nee chan.... Forgive me.."

Kazutora rocked back and forth, apologizing for killing you.

you were so sweet, a fiancée of someone.. But he shattered that dream and for that

he was terribly sorry...

[s4toryuu]

inumaki headcanons — 2

notes: inumaki my beloved… as promised this one is a xreader, slice of life, reader wears dresses and is implied is a ‘girl’, toge goes viral on tiktok so kind of socmed!au

part 1

so like when you met him you thought he was mysterious at first

and then you were just like ??? he thinks he’s so cool not talking… geh, rude

so you start being cold to him for a while until one day he writes you a post-it asking you to go out to a cafe nearby

confused, you were interested in seeing his face and, like, you had nothing else to do so why not

you were apprehensive at first but you guys ordered the exact same drink and food without knowing and you got along because of it

that day you got really close even though it was mostly through his notes app (he types really fast)

you guys had the same humor (albeit he’s more outward and immature)

he took his mask down to eat and you, like, stopped chewing on your mochi waffle and started staring because you did not expect him to be so good-looking

and he definitely noticed because he started chuckling and he tried to hide it as he took a bite of his waffle

and oh my god his smile

a/n: ok I’m definitely writing this fic comment if you want to be tagged!!

you find out he’s really scared of making you do something you don’t wanna do, like terrified, like it’s his top 3 nightmares

the first couple of times you slept over he taped his mouth shut in case he sleep talked LMFAO

you only found out because you woke up earlier than him and you laughed almost waking him up

you guys getting together was a crazy feat tbh

he’s a gentleman

but he’s a troll first

like you were starting to think he just wanted to dress up fem after stealing your clothes for the 4th time

so you bought him a dress for his birthday

it wasn’t a cheap dress either (you bought it in your size) lol being a jujutsu tech student you couldn’t even spell broke so

one day during training he’s late and as you were about to check on him at his dorm he turns the corner and holy shit no fucking way

he’s wearing the fucking dress

he couldn’t zip it up so the open back was flapping around as he walked towards you with this exact smile :] on his face

it was supposed to be a maxi dress that ended at the calves but since it was in your size it ended at his knee

luckily (not) he was wearing sweatpants

everyone was so confused but gojo didn’t even make any comment he was just like “ok now that toge’s here..!”

you were dying while everyone was just confused whether he was serious in wearing the dress 😭😭😭 yuta was like “oh… you’re gonna wear that for training..?”

toge puts his hands in the pockets, emphasizing it “shake shake!” with a shit eating grin

“where’s your scarf thingy?” “it didn’t match with the dress :(” he typed

and he was deadass cuz he actually trained with it until it got in the way so he just took it off and he trained shirtless

but you weren’t complaining though hehehe

when you first made out you flinched in shock because you felt cursed energy from the marking on his tongue

you got addicted afterward…

I imagine him to have like really nice (?) aegyo sal and really pretty eyes

his love language (giving) is 10000% physical touch and teasing you

he does that “what’s that?” rizz shit and you fall for it every time

he went viral on tiktok for doing the dance to sekai no owari’s habit in his uniform because he did it COMPLETELY nonchalant despite shaking ass like he does it for a living

it was his first public tiktok too and it had 637.2k likes in 5 days

you’re like wtf and he’s just like the algorithms just love me (cuz he’s lwk famous on twt too)

the comments are like “lol how did his scarf not fall down” “oniisan were you forced to do this” “he looks like he would have a pretty face” “show us your face”

and then like yuuji (whos posts somewhat regularly) makes him do the kawaiikute gomen trend a month after toge’s habit tiktok and again he did it hella nonchalant

that one went crazy too it got 721.6k likes in 6 days

“this is the habit guy” “I knew he would have a cute face” “what’s with the weird makeup?” everyone’s just thirsting for him because he’s so nonchalant

you, and everyone who knows him, however, know that it’s a fuckING FACADE

he looks quiet and you’d think he would be cuz he can’t talk normally but he fucking yaps as if people understand him

he makes sure you know his opinion on everything

you’re watching a movie and he’s spitting “okaka! takana ikura ikura ikura!” every nine seconds

I mean he talks with the tone/intonation of what he actually means to say so it’s actually easy to understand him

and it’s only words he can’t say so he screams laughs and emotes like a normal teenage boy

he hates waking up early but you like taking walks in the morning sometimes and he never misses it for you

he loves you sm hehhehehe

part 3 coming soon! comment or submit an ask if you’d like to be tagged to the waffle cafe date!!

[adozowa]

CHAPTER 1 EP 2

Taken place in alubarna.

M!READER

( 1 )

|| 2/? || swearing, violent themes ||

|| READER IS BEING MISTAKEN FOR A WOMAN ||

The reader is depicted to have long white hair, for better understanding -Read this

It felt like you were walking in circles, it was exhausting. As you walk everywhere you go, sand. IS THAT A BUILDING? Yes, but it's made out of sand.

It felt like YOU were gonna turn into sand if you spend another hot minute in this desert. It's been a few nights, yes.... But no treasure... No food... No water... And only 4 arrows.

As you were walking, more like dragging yourself you had felt the ground shake. More like a rumble? Were the Titans attacking? No, rushed with all your leftover energy to where the movement was felt. And there was some big ass city that was supported by the ground below so it was a bit high.... So it is the rumbling??

Okay I'll stop with aot references

"Huh....? Weird. Looks like a -stampede of some sorts. Odd, why there though... "

You thought

With one push of your leg to boost ya, you ran in the direction of the city swiftly. Looking at the city, you thought

"Long ass stairs. . ."

"HEY! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO TRESSPA- NNGH!"

You shot at the guard's chest using your bow, aiming for the critical hit.

"Quickdraw~"

The stampede of people seemed to get closer, so you went up the city pushing aside the probably now dead guard and into the streets without bumping into anybody.

"Is that... Straw hat? Didn't I kill him... No matter, he's getting strangled right now."

You didn't know whether to save him or go on your merry way with stolen acquired goods. Your curse spirit wanted to follow the goods, but your heart said another.

".... He looks dehydrated. "

(For better understanding, here's pic of the scene.)

Croco, don't hold your son like that.

".... Oh shit-"

You had rushed to get him cause.... Some random person dropped him off and he started falling like a piece of paper, you positioned yourself under him until water fell on him? So much was happening you couldn't focus at ALL.

"Annnnnnnd.....- Gotcha. Wow, you're still alive? Well it looks like you're barely alive."

"WOAAH! It's you! That one girl that shot me!"

"Why do you say that with such casualty, and.. "

"I'M NOT A WOMAN."

"Really? You look like one, and sound like one!"

"YOU- ghrr... I assume you have a fight to continue so, get out of my arms."

"COOL! can you launch me u- whoAAAAHHHH!! "

You shot him up in the air so high it looked like he was gonna become the chosen one, gomen amanai guys. HOLLOW PURPLE

Welp, you snuck yourself off again avoiding being stomped over by the group of "rebels" if that is what they are called.

Ya walked off with the not so good goods you stole while the fight was happening, kinda hoping to see a city that isn't made out of sand, and is stable with our any fights.

A few minutes go by and there's this building of some sorts? Looks ancient.

Drawings.... Drawings... More drawings? You entered the temple exploring a bit hoping to find treasure, but there was nothing. You went back outside sighing but something changed, a trap door opened?

"I don't recall this here... And, someone followed? Shit. "

"Sniff not just someone, there's more. "

You used your amazing super duper cool sigma fox senses you claimed from the spirit, and sensed 2 to 3 people to be exact. Their scents are strong, but kinda good smelling.

You manoeuvred your way into the opened way and became as quiet as possible, as if you were the shadows itself. You heard sets of footsteps, taking off your shoes, you carefully followed the noise not getting too close.

A woman's voice? And a man's..? No, men's voices, there were 2 men and a woman. That sounds scary if you put it like that without any context.

You heard the woman speak about history you guessed, looking from the wall you were hiding in. You were right, but one of the men was tied up. Probably a hostage..

A cube with weird writings, looked familiar for a second but then it blurred out of your mind. Hm

"Wait-"

Shit, did he know? How the hell did he know.... He looks strong, so probably a Haki user you thought.

"This is just the kingdom's history, not what I need."

Phew- guess you overreacted. Your mind was clouded with thoughts on how to escape, how to steal, and how to-!?

You heard a stab, finally gaining focus again. He had stabbed the woman, typical men ://j

"..... Oh. "

The building had started to... Collapse?

"shit...."

"GOMU GOMU NO--"

"..shit again."

You had heard the strawhat's familiar voice, but... You don't really remember a fruit with a saying like that.... Hm.

He had launched the unknown dude straight up into the top of the temple breaking it, you planned to leave but you just couldn't leave the woman here now... But you couldn't leave the other man tied too... Shit.

You went back up into the hole straw hat made. Making the decision to grab the woman instead, she was pretty you could give her that.

"Up we go.. "

"Ngh- who are you... "

The woman grunted in pain.

"I'm here to save you, woman. "

"It's Robin -gh... "

"You shouldn't talk too much, you were... Well, impaled. "

Robin looked up at you, eyes full of pain and distrust. She replied with a nod as you finally landed on the ground.

You had started patching her up carefully trying not to hurt her furthermore, you had a bandage roll with you for emergencies and whew- you were glad you had it.

"..... Why are you doing this.. "

"Doing.... What exactly? "

You replied still bandaging her torso carefully

"-Helping me, a stranger out... I could easily betray you, yet you choose to help.. Me? "

"Yes. Now I'm done, I'm not so sure if you can still stand up and walk- "

She stood up, her posture a bit off though

"oh. Guess you can stand up. "

"...."

"Do you have any gold on you, perchance?"

You asked with your brow cocked up and a smirk.. ',:)

She then pulled out a golden chalice from her coat and you snatched that shit IMMEDIATELY, of course your greed- still was there.

"Finally, some good loot.. Anyways you should be on your merry way now, so I'm just gonna...leave you here. "

"W-wait! Your... Name.. "

You had already disappeared, your shadow running in the distance holding the chalice up in the air happily

"yayayayayayayayaaya... "

She could hear your voice fading away as your figure disappeared into the sandy fog

...

Owh, it felt like it had been HOURS since you were finding your boat. It's not like you easily get lost, it's just... You have a bad memory.

"Where in the living shit is it.. "

You had groaned the heat melting your skin, making it glisten a little. You looked like a beauty under this heat if you ask me hegehuagahahauh..

STRAWHATS POV

"...hey luffy, you still haven't told us about that weird lady that supposedly... Shot you. "

Nami suddenly asked out of the blue as they were traveling back to their ship, suddenly remembering.

"OH YESSS!! ♡ I REMEMBER HER SWEET SMILE AND SCOWL!! I LOVE A DEFYING WOMAN WHO TREATS ME LIKE DIRRTTT~~~"

sanji rambled, but the crew is used to his usual antics when it comes to women... Man who will tell him you're not a big booty lady but a big booty man??

"... Oh I don't know! But he-... Er.... She-?... Meat??"

"That's way out of the topic, luffy.. "

Usopp replied to his captain's confusion..

"Whatever! But heshemeat helped me!! "

That gained a smack from nami..

"....hey wait isn't that hesheme-... That person over there again!"

He pointed at your figure in the distance.

"Oh it is..!"

Chopper recognizes your scent and smell and confirms his captain's statement.

"GOMU GOMU NO--!!!! "

Luffy shouted.

"LUFFY NO-!!!

The crew shouted, knowing he was gonna slingshot to your body happy to see ya again!

END OF STRAWHAT'S POV

You had heard a shout from the distance, were you hallucinating again.. Your vision started blurring a bit. But you made out a figure supposedly launching at you ..

"Kaito..? Is that you-"

"SLINGSHOOTTTT!! "

THUD!

"hhuh-.. WH- WHAT THE! "

You exclaimed at a certain straw hat on top of you, staring right into your eyes with pure happiness and mischief

"HI AGAIN!! "

He boasted out with a shit eating smile on his face, how could anyone smile that wide? It made you wonder.

"At least start with saying your name, straw hat.. "

You replied with a deadpan voice

"OH! IT'S LUFFY! And you? "

"It's.. I can't tell you that. "

"HUH? Why not!!! "

"Because it's... Top secret, alright? So just call me... Erm.... Greed. "

"Weird nickname, But okay!! "

"Also... CAN YOU GET OFF ME! "

"Whoops! Sorry! shishishishi-!"

That was by far one for the most out of pocket conversation you have ever had, or it's just strawha- er.. Luffy's aura that puts you off, it's so.... Free.

Huh... Free... The word doesn't sound right coming from you, maybe it's because you sold your body to basically the sin of greed but... It's alright! It's not like it can control you.. Right..

You zoned out at the thought, but what you didn't realize was luffy dragging you back to his crew.

"hmmm... Wh- WHA HEY!! "

you grabbed onto his shoulders tightly, you were piggybacked onto him as he used his free arm that wasn't supporting your ass weight.

"GOMU GOMU NO--

"NOT AGAIN!!"

He had shot both of your bodies where the crew was, ultimately he face planted into a nearby rock. While you got off his sweaty body and dusted yourself off..

His crew was staring at you with sweatdrops at your face, Usopp looked scared as shit with that big ass bow on your back,

Nami was about to punch luffy so far he could probably find the one piece that way

Chopper was hiding behind zoro,

Zoro was just looking at you with a deadpan expression, scanning your body for any threats

While sanji was having a nosebleed and his signature heart eyes.

"erghh... Greeting.. "

You cleared your throat at the awkward silence, until..

"MELLORINE!!! YOUR SUCH A BEAUTY IN THE SUNLIGHT MY DEAR!!~ A GLISTENING FLOWER IN THE SUNLIGHT~~ MAY I ASK WHAT IS YOUR NAME~~! ♡♡♡♡♡♡"

"Stop being a manwhore, love machine goblin good-for-nothing-cook."

"WHAT'D YOU SAY PALM TREE LOOKING ASS! "

Luffy got off the rock while nami scolded him, while sanji and zoro were bickering on the way to the ship and nami scolding luffy.. It was you and a... Weird animal?

You both stared at each other for a while, your expression deadly. Oh if looks could kill, yours would cause a massacre.

The small animal was sweating and shaking in fear, a shadow casted over your face as you crouched down to level with him. He jumped back in fear inching away a bit.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Oh my SIGMA you said that in the most soothing tone ever, it was calm and gentle. But with firm affirmation, like a true promise.

"What is your name, reindeer?"

You got his animal right, not racoon, not racoon dog, not deer, not sogged up stray with weird antlers. You knew his animal... Reindeer.

He soothed down a bit and inched close to you a bit without saying a word and latched onto your lower leg, nuzzling his face in your knee.

"..."

You were about to die then and there from cuteness.

You enjoyed the moment for a bit until..

"OH MY DEAR!! ~~ YOUR VOICE IS SO SOOTHING!! "

Uh oh.

Sigma🤑

[callofdutyma]

Foreigner

Kurokawa Izana x Fem Reader

Walking along the trail in the park, you take in the sights and sounds around you, snapping pictures of the beautiful scenery. You’re currently in Japan sightseeing, you’ve wanted to come here for a long time, and on New Years, you vowed that you’d actually do it despite barely knowing any Japanese.

As you round a bend in the path, you see a young man sitting on a bench, his elbows resting on his knees and his chin in his palms. He looks up as you approach, and you can't help but notice how handsome he is. He has a tanned complexion and a toned build, with striking purple eyes that stand out against his skin. His white hair is styled into an undercut that suits him perfectly, and he's wearing Hanafuda-derived earrings that dangle from his ears, adding to his unique style. Suddenly, he says "konichiwa" to you, and you stop in your tracks, surprised. You return the greeting, and he starts speaking in more Japanese, but you don't understand him. 

“Gomen nasai, I don’t understand.” You say. 

Izana stands up, he walks over to you and stares down at you without a greeting. You seem a little surprised as he walks closer, wondering why he was doing so. His purple eyes seemed to almost glow as they reflected the light of the setting sun. However, you didn't have long to admire his looks as he seemed impatient when he looked down at you with his blank purple eyes. He stared at you for a few more seconds before he spoke, “so you’re a foreigner?” 

Your eyes widen slightly and you pause for a moment, caught off guard by him suddenly speaking to you in English. After a moment you speak, “you.. you can speak English?” 

He seemed surprised at your expression, and he couldn’t help but stare as if it wasn't everyday he came across a foreigner. “Yes. I know English. Are you surprised?” He asked as he continued to stare at you, his words sounding flat, like he didn't care for them or didn't have a reason to care for them. 

“Yeah I am.. i’ve tried speaking to some people here but they couldn’t understand me. I’m in Japan for a week, and I only know a bit of basic Japanese.. so it’s refreshing to meet someone who can speak english.” You smile. 

You seemed to brighten up his mood slightly, as he cracks a small smile, even if just for a few seconds. He still seemed somewhat monotone, even if he was clearly trying to lighten up his attitude in response to yours. It seemed to take a lot of energy for him to smile. "Tourist, huh? well, what do you think of this city? is it to your liking?" His expression seemed to shift into slight curiosity, staring down at you in the same manner as before, only slightly less intimidating.

“It’s beautiful, I love it!” You beam, then you try the Japanese equivalent, “utsukushii desu, suki desu..?” 

“That’s good. Nice job.” He says, then he speaks again after a moment, “would you like to see more of the city? it’s not everyday that I run into a foreigner.. not that i'm complaining, of course." He spoke in his usual monotone voice with a careless expression, showing no signs of emotion or change in the way he spoke. You can tell by the way he speaks that he must think very highly of himself. He wasn't going to give you a proper greeting or proper attitude, but still, he seemed curious to show off the city to you. 

“You.. wanna spend time with me?” You say, your voice is a little hesitant, but there’s a hint of excitement. You can’t help but feel intrigued by this mysterious stranger and the possibility of exploring the city with him. 

He stared at you for a few seconds, almost as if he was surprised. Did he? He paused, seeming to think it over before speaking once again. “I could do that.” In classic Izana style, his flat and monotone voice carried over his words without a hint of emotion. It made you wonder if it was even possible for him to feel things, or if he was just always this emotionless. 

“Sure, I’d really like that.” You reply with a smile, “i’m y/n by the way.. what’s your name?”

“My name is Izana. Izana Kurokawa.” He simply continued to stare at you. He gave no facial expressions or changes to his tone, only his voice and eyes carrying over his words as he said them in his usual manner. “Follow me.” He simply turned and started walking to an unknown destination. It was up to you to follow after him or not. 

“Okay.” As you follow Izana, you feel a sense of unease wash over you. You can't help but wonder where he's taking you and what his intentions might be. 

You were completely right to feel uneasy as Izana continued down the road, leading you who-knows-where.. His pace was quick, yet steady, like he didn't seem to be worried about losing you or you losing him. The fact he had a complete disregard for you was rather frightening. “So what brings you to Japan?” He suddenly spoke up once again in his usual manner like he was continuing off a previous conversation, his purple eyes piercing into you as you both walk side by side. 

“I’ve always wanted to come here sightseeing.. and also.. to try the food.” 

“I see. So you must know a thing or two about Japan, huh?” His pace and tone still made him sound serious as he spoke, but there was a slight change in his words, as you could tell by his slight smirk and almost teasing tone when he asked if you knew about the country. 

“I did my research.” You smile. 

He continues to look straight ahead as he walks, and silence fills the air once again. You decide to ask him something, “so.. what do you do?” 

He side eyed you for a long while before he finally spoke, sounding a little annoyed at the question, “why do you want to know?” He didn't seem to like talking about himself all too much. His expression stayed unchanged, as did his manner of speaking. It was up to you to try to break the wall that he seemed to have put up. 

You notice his reluctancy to answer, “um.. no reason, nevermind.” You say, not wanting to overstep.

He turns his head and continues to stare ahead with his blank purple eyes as he speaks with a slight grin on his face, and they’re now in the part of the city where all of the stores, restaurants and tourist attractions are. “So.. do you have anything you wanna do? or any places you wanna see? any restaurants you wanna eat at?”

“Well, I am pretty hungry.” You smile.

He stared at you for a few seconds before speaking, “that’s great, I know a great restaurant that isn’t too far from here.” 

“Really? that sounds good.. so, will you be joining me to eat or will you just be showing it to me?” 

He seemed surprised yet slightly amused by your question. He looks at you in a way that almost implied he thought of you as naive as you stared and smiled up at him, his purple eyes not showing any emotion. He looks back ahead of him, seeming to think about your request for a few seconds, “i’ll join you.” It was as if he wasn't too pleased about it, his words and tone sounding annoyed by the request, as if he was a god that had to lower himself to join the mere mortal. 

“Really? i’m so happy, thank you.” You beam. 

“Well, you must be thrilled to have the honour of my company.. I don't often eat with anyone. I'm a very private person, but you’re an exception, so I decided to break my rules.. consider yourself lucky.” His tone is sarcastic and teasing.

You raise an eyebrow, “really? why me?” 

He stares at you from the side, his lips curving slightly into a small but playful smile. His eyes still remained their usual cold purple hues. “Well.. you’re a foreigner are you not? you’re unique.. consider yourself lucky to be in my presence.” He continued on with his usual teasing words and tone, acting as if he was this special person that should be worshiped. 

“I see..” You flash a closed eye smile, but then the smile gets wiped off of your face when you remember what you’re wearing. You look down with widened eyes, “oh no! I can’t go to a fancy restaurant like this! I need to go buy something special first!” 

He stares at you from the side with his blank purple eyes as he walks, before finally speaking in a cold but serious tone once again, "do you wanna go buy clothes? I can wait if you do.. but you can also stay dressed in casual clothes if you want, i'm not one to judge. I simply wear what's comfortable.. but I understand if you want to get a more... presentable outfit before we go and eat." His expression stayed the same as he spoke, his eyes just as blank as before. It seemed like he was saying this purely because he had to rather than wanted to. 

“It shouldn’t take long.. wanna come and help me pick something out?” 

Izana turns his attention ahead of him once again, then he speaks, “fine,” he pauses for a moment, and his tone becomes a bit less rude and arrogant, “I'll come.”

As you and Izana arrive at the fashion store, you're immediately struck by the vibrant colours and bold patterns on display in the window. You open the door, and the bell chimes as you walk in. The store is filled with racks of clothing, each one overflowing with dresses, blouses, and skirts in a variety of styles.

Together, you make your way through the store, browsing through the different sections and admiring the various styles on display. You grab a handful of dresses and make your way to the dressing room, eager to try them on. Izana sits down on the bench outside of the changing room to wait for you.

You undress and then slip on the first dress, a stunning blue number with a fitted bodice and a flowing skirt. It's beautiful, but something about it doesn't quite feel right. You try on a few more dresses, each one more stunning than the last, but they still don’t feel right. Finally, you try on the last dress you picked. 

Izana stares ahead while he sits and waits for you. He didn’t like waiting nor being at the fashion store in general, he was just there for your sake. Despite being irritated that he had to wait for you, he stayed quiet and kept the blank look on his face. He didn’t really care about what clothes you were gonna pick, as your taste in dresses didn’t concern him. 

You slip into the dress, it’s a tight black dress with a lace hem, and as you look at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but smile. The dress hugs your curves in all the right places, making you feel confident and sexy. You twirl around, admiring the way the lace hem flutters around your legs, and you know that this is the one.

You walk out of the changing room and stand in front of Izana, “what do you think?” you say.

Izana gazes at you with his dull purple eyes that trail up and down your body. His tone sounded blunt and straightforward as he spoke, “that’s a good dress, you have good taste.” 

You turn around and look into the mirror on the changing room door, you run your hands over your body, flattening out the dress against your curves. 

His eyes follow your body, staring as you did so. The usual blank look on his face changed slightly, almost giving you a glimpse of some sort of attraction before he clears his throat and suddenly frowns, his blank look returning once again as he speaks, “are you buying it? He sounded almost impatient, as if he wanted to get going already. His normal cold attitude seemed to resurface, making him seem annoyed by the fact you needed to buy clothes to begin with.

“I am.” You smile. You walk over to the counter where you rip off the tag and hand it to the associate. She takes the tag and scans it. When she tells you the cost, you open your wallet and pull out the money, handing it to her. She gives you your receipt and you shove it in your wallet. “Alright, let’s go to the restaurant.” You say eagerly, and you both walk out of the store.

Izana stares at you in the dress again for a few seconds as you walk, before he focuses his attention back ahead of him and continues on with the same blank, lifeless expression. He didn't seem to be in as much of a hurry as before, he tried to make it seem as if the fact you even bought clothes had somewhat quelled his irritation. 

As you and Izana make your way to the restaurant, you begin to fidget with your hair, unsure of how to style it. You lift your hair, exposing your neck, "Izana, do you think I should put my hair up like this?" You ask, then you drop your hair and shift it all to one side, exposing your neck once again, "or should I leave it down but to the side, like this?"

His blank, lifeless eyes suddenly snapped to focus on you. His eyes glue to your neck, like he couldn't take them off of what he was seeing. He gulps, before the blank look on his face returns once again as he speaks, “leave it, it’s so much better down.”

“So.. to the side? like this?” You run your fingers through your hair to fix it better. 

His eyes follow your hair as you move it, as if he was hypnotized by it for some reason. “That’s good, it suits you.” He says, and his usual cold and arrogant attitude has somewhat disappeared, instead being replaced with something that seemed almost like admiration or interest. His dull purple eyes seemed to even have some sort of glow to them now, although it was hardly visible. He liked what he was seeing.

“Thanks. I’ll leave it like this then.” You smile. 

The two of you arrive at the restaurant soon after. Izana stares ahead once again, walking up to the door and opening it for you. “Ladies first.” He spoke with a slight smirk and a twinge of teasing. He seemed to be treating you like a.. lady, strange for someone as disrespectful as him. 

“Thank you Izana.” You smile. 

“No problem.” He says with a playful tone. He holds the door open and his eyes move down your back as he watches you walk into the restaurant. He watches your every move, his blank purple eyes not being very subtle at all. 

When you enter the restaurant, the warm and inviting atmosphere immediately engulfs you. The air is filled with the tantalizing aroma of savoury spices, sizzling steaks, roasted vegetables, and more, making your mouth water in anticipation. The soft glow of candlelight illuminates the room, casting a romantic and intimate ambiance over the entire restaurant. You can hear the gentle murmur of conversation and soft music playing in the background, making you feel at ease and relaxed. 

You both make your way to a booth, and Izana sits across from you. You each pick up the menus, and scroll through the variety of options. Shortly after, he speaks, his usual cold and arrogant tone returns, “ready to order?” 

“I am.” You smile. 

“Good.” He almost sounded eager to get the meal done and over with now. A slight smile comes across his face, almost looking down on you with those cold, lifeless eyes. He signals over the waitress and you say your pick to Izana. He orders yours and his in Japanese and the waitress writes it down and nods, before she leaves to give the orders to the kitchen staff. 

Izana stares straight ahead, seeming to be deep in thought now. “Have you been anywhere else besides Japan?” He says, his voice still slightly cold and arrogant, though he sounds a bit more friendly. 

“I haven’t actually. This is my first time being outside of my country.” 

He stares straight at you with his cold and judgmental eyes, "I see.” 

“How about you? have you been outside of Japan? you speak English, is there any other languages you speak?” You ask. 

His eyes look at you with that slight arrogant judgement in them. “I haven’t been outside of Japan.. and yes, I speak Japanese, Filipino and English.” 

“You speak Filipino?” 

“Yeah.. I am half filipino after all..” 

“Wow, I didn’t know..” You chuckle awkwardly. 

Izana’s lips curl up into a very slight smile, then the waitress comes back with the food. She places it on the table and says enjoy in Japanese, before she takes her leave to tend to the other customers. 

He looks at the food, making a slight face when he saw what’s on the plate, “they got my order wrong.. again.” He spoke in an irritated tone. "I suppose i'll take it this time and tell them about the mistake later."

“Are you sure? i’m sure they’d change it for you if you told them.” You suggest. 

He stares at you with a slight smirk before speaking with a bit more attitude than before, "you think I like to deal with people? people are annoying and always make mistakes, they're not worth the time and effort.” He was speaking as if he thought he was better than everyone else around him, even you. He seemed to be very condescending and arrogant with his words. 

“I see..” Your face is blank as you say this, but then you flash a closed eye smile. 

His cold, blank expression changed to one of slight curiosity as you smiled, as if it surprised him, even a little. “Something amusing you?” He says, he was almost starting to get a little annoyed with what you were doing, but he still had some sort of interest in you as he continued to stare at you, his eyes not leaving your face. 

“Not really.” You continue smiling. You take a bite of your food, “mm, this is really good!” 

He continued to stare, watching as you took a bite of your food and enjoyed it. He got lost staring at you and your smile. You take a sip of your drink, unsure of what to say to him.

He stared on in silence as you took a sip from your drink. His usual cold and arrogant expression slightly wavered. He was drawn in by your beauty for some reason, and couldn’t take his eyes off of you as he reluctantly ate some of his food.

The waitress comes back over to the table and politely asks if everything’s good in Japanese. 

A slight look of annoyance came over Izana as he was distracted for a moment and pulled out of his gaze when the waitress spoke, having to answer her question. “Yes.. it’s all fine.” He returns in Japanese with a blunt and indifferent tone, almost sounding annoyed to have to answer her. You don’t understand what he’s saying, but you can tell he isn’t being polite. Once she leaves, his attention returns to you once again.

You can’t help but wonder why he’s staring at you so much without speaking, “is something wrong?” 

His eyes snap out of his little trance when you speak to him. He got a little annoyed once again, his eyes still in their cold, lifeless state, with his usual arrogant attitude, “no, there's nothing wrong.. i’m just staring at you, is all.” 

“What.. never seen a foreigner up this close before?” you joke.

He took that joke with a bit of annoyance, his cold and blunt tone of voice seemingly confirming this, “if you would stop speaking so much, that’d be great..” He wasn't trying to hide his irritation at this point. 

“Oh.. okay..” You say, then you go silent, feeling somewhat hurt by his words as you go back to eating your food. 

He stared at you for a while, his eyes not moving from that cold and judgmental look. His dull, blank purple eyes were now glowing slightly, as if he had some sort of strange obsession with just you. His eyes were watching every move you made, almost studying them. He didn't look at you as a person, more as if he was analyzing you and watching your every move. 

You look down at your plate, not meeting his gaze. Your beautiful face was radiating melancholy in response to his words. You take another bite, remaining silent. 

Izana’s eyes were not only judgemental now, but they also had a sinister look to them, as he looked at you with a bit of disgust. 

You look out the window of the restaurant, the sun is setting and casting a beautiful golden glow over your skin. You look like a goddess in the light of golden hour. 

He watches in silence as you look out the window, his eyes not leaving you for a second. He stares at you with his usual cold and ruthless eyes that now had a look of hunger in them. It was almost like you were a piece of meat and he was a predator getting ready to devour you. 

The golden glow makes you look incredibly beautiful and your eyes sparkle when you meet his, where you flash him your gorgeous smile. 

He seemed shocked when you smiled, almost like your beauty froze him in his place. He was almost like that of a statue as he stared at you, with those now glowing eyes of his. He was now staring you down almost lustfully. His eyes were no longer filled with the judgment and coldness from before. He now looked at you in a whole different way. A way that was a bit more sinister and a little perverted. 

You decide to break the silence with small talk, “the sunset sure is pretty.. huh?” You say, and then take another bite of your food. 

He suddenly snapped out of that strange spell you seemed to have put him in. After you spoke, he regained his usual cold and arrogant attitude, his eyes now losing their glimmer. “Yeah, it’s not bad.” He spoke casually and indifferently as he looked at the sunset like you did, he didn’t care too much about it, and he turns his attention back on to you. His eyes still somewhat judge you harshly, showing all sorts of emotions as your beauty grabbed his attention. 

You take another sip of your drink. 

“She’s just.. so beautiful.” He couldn't help but think, there was just something about you that drew him in. It was something he didn't want to resist. It was almost like he didn't want anyone else to take you away from him. He was almost possessive and jealous of everyone around you. 

“How’s your food?” You ask.

“It’s fine.” He spoke in a blunt and indifferent tone once again. His usual cold attitude slightly faded away as he spoke to you. His dull, lifeless eyes were now starting to become more alive, with them looking almost.. warm? Almost as if they were warming up to you little by little. He started to enjoy your company, even as he still judged every move you made with those purple eyes of his, but he was now looking at you with a hint of admiration. 

“Want some of mine?” You look down at your plate.

“No.” He was blunt and quick as you asked him, his tone a bit sharp even, as if your question annoyed him for some reason. “Why would I want yours when mine is just as fine?” 

You frown, “right.. my bad.” 

The waitress comes back over and checks in on the both of you, asking if you need anything else at the moment in Japanese once again. You don’t understand.

“No, we don't need anything else.. why do you keep asking?” He questions in Japanese with a cold and blunt tone, seeming annoyed, and once again you don’t know what he’s saying. A faint look of irritation flashed before he was able to suppress it, his judging eyes gave the waitress a cold glare, while he holds his head up high, his dull, lifeless purple eyes look at her almost like she was nothing but dirt. It seemed he never learned how to be nice. 

The waitress apologizes, and says it’s part of her job to double check on the customers. The only part you understood was “sumimasen,” which is a polite apology. 

He flashed the waitress another look of annoyance, “that’s fine..” He said in a casual and dismissive tone. 

The waitress leaves your table and goes on to checking in on the other customers. Izana sighs a bit, as if he finally got rid of her. After she left, he shifted his attention back to you, and he takes a sip of his drink.

Suddenly a thought comes to your mind, and you can’t help but blush, “so.. is this a date?” You ask, hopeful. 

His eyes widened slightly in surprise for a second when you asked him the question, he places down his drink. He didn’t expect you to ask him that. He’s a little taken back from it. “What?..” He spoke in a shocked and confused tone. 

“I.. was asking if this was a date..” You say nervously. 

He continues to look at you with a confused expression for a moment before he finally answers you, his tone being as blunt and arrogant as ever, “no, it’s not..” he stares at you, seeming uninterested. 

You look down, “oh.. okay.” you say, then fake a smile. 

He seemed to catch that your smile was fake almost instantaneously, making him almost scoff in response. "What's with that fake smile?" He said in a blunt and arrogant tone.

“I.. I guess I was kinda hoping this was a date.” 

“Why would you even think that in the first place?” He was pretty blunt and harsh with his question, asking you in such a way that implied he thought you were stupid for even thinking it. 

“Well.. we’re eating together at a fancy restaurant, so I was hoping maybe it was..” You smile, feeling embarrassed. 

A slight look of annoyance came over him as you spoke, almost as if he didn't like the fact that you thought it was a date. “That doesn’t mean it’s a date.” His tone was even more cold and harsh than before, and his voice seemed to get deeper as he spoke.

“Right.. I apologize.” You flash a smile, though you don’t look happy at all, but even when you look extremely down, he can’t deny how beautiful you are. His eyes twinkle as he looks at you, and he sighs at your apology before he goes back to studying you, trying to find even the tiniest fault. 

The longer he stares, your beauty only intensifies. He’s looking long and hard for something to dislike, but only finds more beauty, and more cute things about you. His eyes scan every little movement and action you make, seeming to look for something to criticize or say mean things to you about. It was like he was trying his hand at the cruel judge, trying to look down on you. Despite trying so hard, his eyes just got drawn in as he discovered more of your beauty. 

You bat your eyelashes at him and you flash him an almost flirty and genuine smile as he stares. 

His eyes widen slightly and his lips part as he now lost himself for a second in your beauty, but then he cleared his throat and his eyes returned to their usual state. A slight look of irritation crosses his face again, almost as if your behaviour made him annoyed in some way. 

You finish your food, and excitement washes over you when you think about dessert. “Now it’s time for dessert!” You exclaim. 

“Dessert isn’t a necessity.” He replied back in his usual arrogant and blunt tone, his deadpan eyes now looking at you with a slight hint of boredom in them. 

“It is for me! you don’t need to get some.” You say. 

“I don’t know.. dessert just seems like something to waste your money on.” He spoke in a sarcastic and rude sort of a way. 

You ignore and signal the waitress over, you know you can’t ask Izana to order for you in Japanese because he’s being difficult for some reason, so you try your best, “mochi aisukurimu, kudasai.” (mochi icecream please), you’re close, but not exactly right. You turn to Izana, “are you sure you don’t want a dessert?” You smile. 

He seems to get slightly annoyed by the fact you even asked him in the first place. He stares at you with that usual cold look of his, seeming to try to look down on you once again as he speaks, “no.. i’m not getting any dessert.” He says, his tone flat. 

You look back at the waitress and smile, trying to use your facial expression to show that’s all you wanted as you nod. The waitress returns the smile, before she nods and walks away from the table. 

“It’s fine.. we can just share mine.” You say, still smiling. 

He seemed to be surprised by your suggestion, his cold and judgmental look seemingly being replaced with a slight look of interest. “Umm.. sure.” He spoke in a more friendly and relaxed tone than usual, a faint hint of friendliness in his voice. His lips curve into a small smirk before he speaks again, “by the way, you forgot the ‘o’ before kudasai,” he points out, teasing you with your mistake. 

You furrow your eyebrows at him and then you look away in a pout. He laughs in response, and shortly afterwards, the waitress returns to your table with the ice cream. 

You look at it and then you smack your forehead against your palm, “I should’ve asked for two spoons.”

He looks at the ice cream and then back at you with a smug expression, “well, I guess we’re gonna have to share, aren’t we?” He says and grabs the spoon, trying a bit of the ice cream. “Oh that is good.. you chose well.” He says, then he offers you the spoon with a slight grin. You blush and take it from him, then you scoop up some and eat it. You can’t help but feel a bit flustered at the fact you’re sharing a spoon with him. You pass it back to him and he has another spoonful, his eyes lighting up, almost as if he was having fun eating the ice cream with you.

He hands you back the spoon and heat rushes to your cheeks when an idea pops into your head, he’ll probably say no, but you wanna at least ask, “can I.. feed you some with the spoon?” 

His eyes widen, completely caught off guard by your request, but to your surprise, he nods, “sure.. go ahead.” 

You feel a rush of excitement as you scoop up some ice cream, then you bring it to his mouth. He parts his lips and let’s you feed it to him. He savours the taste and swallows, “you’re so cute.” He whispers to you softly and quietly. His voice had a slight teasing tone to it. The cold and heartless expression he usually wore was now gone, replaced by a much warmer, friendlier, and playful attitude. 

A tingle shoots down your spine when he calls you cute. “You think I’m cute?”

“Of course, cutie.” He said with a slight wink. 

“That makes me.. really happy.. it’s really surprising to hear.. before.. when you said this wasn’t a date.. I was extremely disappointed.. I didn’t expect you’d say something like that to me.” 

He looks at you with a slight look of surprise, “is that so? well, what if I told you it could be a date now?” He said with a little smirk, his tone still playful. 

“That would make me so.. so happy.” You smile.

“Then I guess it’s a date.” He said with a small laugh, his eyes seeming to glow and you can’t help but blush. 

“You’re so cute when you blush.” He says, and he continues to stare at you.

“Could you.. feed me the ice cream now?” You ask, your cheeks still red. 

He smiled softly at you, his kind and gentle demeanour continuing to show through. “Sure.” He takes the spoon from your hand and scoops up some of the ice cream. He brings it to your mouth, seeming to be really careful while doing so. He had this slight look of kindness and warmth in his eyes, almost like he actually cared for you a bit now as he fed you. 

“Mm.” You utter as you savour the taste in your mouth. 

“Is it good?” He asks in a gentle tone.

“It’s very good.. you feeding me makes it 10 times better.” You say in a flirtatious way. 

You could tell now that he wasn't immune to it, as he blushed a little bit when you spoke to him like that. He scoops up some more ice cream and continues to feed you, “r-really?” 

“Yeah..” You take in the ice cream once again, “mm.” 

He was blushing a lot now as he continued to feed you the ice cream, seeming to enjoy himself. 

A bit of the ice cream gets stuck on your lip, and Izana notices. He leans in a little bit and wipes it off with his thumb, and then he goes back to feeding you. His blush seemed to get stronger after doing so. 

“I’d much have rather you use your lips to wipe it off instead of your thumb.” You say, half jokingly. 

A look of surprise crosses his face for a split second, before he had to look away. Despite his attempt at not making it obvious, his blush got stronger, “w-what? I..” He was at a loss for a way to respond. He looks back at you, before he blushes even more. 

You just let out a giggle in response to his reaction. He just smiles, even if it was a bit awkwardly. He continues to feed you the ice cream. “You’re so mean..” He says in a pouty way. 

You giggle again, and after bit longer of being fed by him, you find yourself wanting to kiss him, wanting to taste his lips. “Kiss me..” You say. 

His eyes widened and he grew flustered by your sudden demand, his face becoming bright red almost instantly. Despite that, he agreed. He now closes the gap between the two of you, leaning in closer over the table. He hesitates for a second, then he kisses you on the lips. 

You return the kiss and utter a “mm” against his lips. He continues to kiss you for a few seconds more, before he pulls away gently. “You’re cute.. that was nice.” He said with a soft and warm tone, still blushing a little bit. He slowly starts feeding you ice cream once again until you finish it. 

“So can you tell me about you now? i’d like to know more about you..” You say.

He’s reluctant, but despite that, he agrees, “sure.. what do you wanna know about me?” 

“Anything, everything.” 

He seemed to pause, not really wanting to tell you about his life. "U-Umm.. well, I, uh.. I actually lead a group.. my group is called Tenjiku."

“A group? what do you mean?” 

He went quiet for a little bit again, as if wondering how to tell you. “I lead a group of criminals..” he says, his dull purple eyes seeming to dim a little bit, and he suddenly became really serious now as he replied to you.  “I.. can't go into much detail about it..” He took another soft breath in, “but we’re called Tenjiku.” 

Your eyes widen in shock and unease, “so.. you’re a criminal?”

He continues to speak in a low and serious tone now, “yeah.. I lead a gang.. of criminals..”

“Oh.. I had no idea.” You say. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” 

“I guess I just didn't want to disappoint or scare you off.. I know most people who find out about this usually are.. put off by the truth..” He continued to speak in a low and serious tone, his purple eyes getting a little duller. The kindness in his voice was still present though, and it almost felt like he was feeling a little guilty for not telling you earlier. 

“Well.. I understand that.. it is pretty scary.. I probably would have been scared off if you told me right off the bat.. the truth is.. i’m even scared now.. I knew Japan was popular for gangs, but I didn’t expect to meet a leader of one.” 

He went quiet for a little bit now, seeming to be at a loss of words, until finally he speaks, “do you think I’m a bad guy?” 

“I don’t know.. are you?” 

He was a little bit hurt by that.. that hurt showed on his face as he spoke. He was silent for another moment, before he spoke again, “yeah.. I am..” 

Your eyes widen and you remain silent. Izana went quiet again too, letting the silence linger for a moment. He sighed gently, as his dull eyes got a little bit brighter now. He tried to give you a comforting smile, but his lack of experience was obvious. “Listen.. I might seem scary at first.. but.. you can trust me.. I promise.” 

Your ponder for a second, then you reply, “well, if you’re a criminal.. obviously you’ve done bad things.. so I wanna hear the full truth.. what have you done?” 

His gentle demeanour turned serious once again, and he let out another sigh. “Well..” He clears his throat, and then continues, “i’ve.. induced a suicide.. organized murder.. assaulted people.. and stolen.. really i’ve.. done a lot of bad things.. and I..” He went silent for a moment. “also organize drug and human trafficking.” He spoke with a serious tone, and his purple eyes seemed colder now.

Your eyes widen and your stomach turns. Izana goes silent for a moment, “I know.. i’m a bad person.. aren’t I?” He spoke with a slight frown, as if he was now feeling guilt and remorse, why was he? he never cared before he met you, but now, it’s like he developed these unknown feelings for you, which made him question his life choices, and he didn’t want you to think badly of him now.

He almost teared up from the guilt he felt, but he didn’t, “I understand if you don’t ever wanna see me again after this.. i’m a horrible and dangerous person..” 

“Under different circumstances.. I could’ve very well been kidnapped and sold.. couldn’t I?” 

His eyes froze when you said that, as if those words suddenly sent a shiver down his spine. The guilt and sadness he was feeling seemed to grow ever more apparent as those words sunk in. “I… I’m so sorry.. I.. I can’t believe-” His words faded out, and he held back his tears. 

You study his facial expression as he says that, taking in how guilty he looks, “but.. you feel guilty for the things you do.. you feel remorse.. so no.. you’re not a bad person.. you’re just doing bad things.” 

Hearing those kind words was enough to make him start crying. “You really mean that?” A tear rolled down his face as he spoke again, his voice was soft and gentle. It seemed that his kindness and decency were finally starting to shine through again. “You don't hate me.. after knowing what kind of horrible things I've done?”

“I don’t hate you.” 

He seemed almost relieved by your response. His eyes light up, he’s always been so scared of being alone, he’s sick of people leaving him, and he always had to scare people into sticking by his side, turning them into his servants, but he told you the truth, and you said you don’t hate him. “Really? You don't hate me, even though you know now all of the horrible things I do?” 

You grab his hand from across the table and hold it, “no, I don’t hate you Izana.” 

He seemed a little bit surprised by your sudden intimacy, but he blushes as he takes in the warmth of your hand. He was speechless for a moment, then he took his other hand and placed it on top of yours. “Thank you, for.. accepting me.”

“I’m here for you.. okay?” 

He blushes as he grips your hand tighter, “I.. I can count on you..?” He asked in a soft and gentle tone, it almost sounded like he was in disbelief that he could actually be cared about. 

“You can.. I promise.” 

He softly smiles, “alright then, I’ll hold you to that.” He brings his hand up and starts to stroke your hair, “I want.. to protect you.. to keep you safe.” 

You immediately blush, and you take in his features as he gazes at you with those beautiful purple eyes. You tilt your head to the side with a smile, “I gotta say.. when I imagined gangs and such, I didn’t think the criminals would be this handsome.” 

He blushed at that, “h-huh? really?” He looked away, a little bit embarrassed now as he was complimented by you. He was still stroking your hair gently with his hands from his seat, his elbow rested on the table top. “No one has ever said that to me before..”

“It’s true.. you really are gorgeous.” 

He blushed more now, “well.. you're very beautiful.. but you already know this.. right?” He smiles.

You return the smile, then you suddenly lean over the table and kiss him on the cheek. He wasn’t expecting that, but he liked it a lot, “you’re making me blush..” He spoke with an embarrassed tone, but it sounded like he was happy to be getting attention from you. 

You decide to get up from your side of the booth and join him on his side. You kiss him on the cheek once again, and he slowly leans into your touch. You kiss down his neck passionately, and a slight shiver went down his spine. “Ah..!” He blushed once more now, and he was caught off-guard by your sudden passionate intimacy, but he let you keep going. 

“Do you like that?” You ask in a quiet voice.

It was hard for him to answer, as he felt a little bit embarrassed. He slowly nods, as if in approval, “y-yeah.. that felt nice..” He was starting to enjoy this. 

You lick the skin of his neck and give him a little nibble, and he lets out another quiet little whimper in response. 

You kiss back up his neck and bite his jawline gently, before you lick your way to his lips. His heart seemed to skip a beat when you suddenly bit his jawline, and he let out another quiet whimper. He speaks in a quiet tone, “you know.. you’re really cute.” He says, with your face now extremely close to his. 

You slide your tongue in his mouth and kiss his lips. His tongue meets yours and he kisses back with a passionate and fiery intensity. His hands started to roam around your waist, and he slowly pulls you closer to him to embrace your figure. You moan softly against his lips, and moments later, you both pull away, your lips still feeling tingly from the intensity of the kiss. “Wanna get out of here?” You say. 

He was surprised by your sudden offer, but he quickly accepted, “oh.. yeah.. i’d like that.. i’d like that very much..” 

After a somewhat long walk together, you and Izana arrive at his place. Izana unlocks the door and leads you inside. When he shuts the door behind you, you immediately wrap your arms around him and your lips meet his once again in a passionate kiss. He hands roam your curves and he grabs your waist as he returns the kiss. You can hear his earrings dangle with every movement he makes, and the smell of his cologne, mixed with his natural manly musk drives you insane. You moan softly to his touch, and then you break away from the kiss to speak, “I want you.” 

His eyes lit up, and they started to glow a bit as he listened to your words, “r-really? you want me?” He spoke as if he couldn't believe it himself, but it felt so good to hear you say it. He never had someone want him like this before. 

“Yeah.. take me?” You say, your breath heavy. 

He quickly replies, “yeah.. okay.. i’ll take you.” Izana grips your waist harder as he suddenly picks you up in his arms, your figure is soft and warm as he carries you to his bedroom. He walks slowly, careful to not accidentally hurt you by moving too fast. Izana places you down on the bed before he joins you and leans over you. He looks down at you for a moment, then places a kiss on your lips. He slides his thumb under the strap of your dress and pulls it down, then he does the same for the other one. He tugs on your dress, gently letting the fabric come off of your body. 

His purple eyes glow as he looks at your body now. You’re as beautiful as ever. “You’re so beautiful.. you know that right?” 

You can’t help but blush, and he smiles down at you. “I’m just telling the truth.. you’re really beautiful.” His eyes move up and down your body, “I could stare at you for hours and never get bored.. if i’m being honest.” 

You bite your lip as you gaze back at him, before you tug on the hem of his shirt and pull it off of him. As the fabric slides off his body, you're struck by the sight of his muscular chest and arms. His skin is smooth, and his muscles ripple under the surface. His white hair moves slightly as he tilts his head to the side and smiles at you, his hanafuda earrings dangling with the movement. You can feel your heart racing as you take in the sight of him, and he can’t help but feel happy because of your reaction, “you like what you see?”

Heat rushes through your body, and you can’t help but feel a strong sense of infatuation for him. “I do, very much.” 

He blushes as he looks down at you, and his eyes skim over your body again, “I like what I see as well, beautiful.” 

You take off your panties, now completely bare, and he can’t stop himself from looking down there, his eyes widen and they glimmer as he takes in the sight for a second, and his eyes trail back up your naked body. “You seem really confident about yourself.. like.. really confident.. I have to admit, I find it really sexy.” 

You spread your legs, your whole naked body laid out for him like this as you giggle cutely, “really?” 

He gulps and breathes out heavily as he takes in the sight. You looked so beautiful in front of him, “y-yeah, I really do.. like what I see.” He says, his breath hitched. 

“Wanna taste?” You say as you gaze into his eyes. 

His eyes widen, “I.. I’d really like to.” 

“I’d like that too.” You say.

“Really? you’d like that?” He liked hearing you say that, what you’d like him to do to you, it made him feel hot with desire. 

“I would, i’d like it a lot.” 

Izana let’s out a hot and heavy breath at your words, before he moves down your body, kissing his way down. You let out a soft moan when you suddenly feel him kiss your slit, and he looks up at you with a small smile. He started experimenting with his tongue, he couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous because he was still new to all of this.. but he kept going, because he wants to taste you and please you. His tongue begins working your clit, he seemed to actually be quite good at it, despite not having experience with this kind of thing before. He was starting to get more and more passionate about it, the way he started to make out with your pussy. His throbbing length only got harder in his pants the longer he enjoyed the taste and smell, and the way you moan as your body twitches. 

“Mm, that’s so good Izana..” You moan.

He shudders as he hears your words, and he gets lost in the pleasure of it all now, he was enjoying this just as much as you were, maybe even more. He continues his tongue action as he makes love to your pussy with his mouth, cherishing every single second. His intense erection pulses, and he moans against your pussy. 

You can feel yourself getting close, and he notices that you are. He keeps going, but speeds up his actions a bit. After a few moments, your pleasure reaches a fever pitch, and your body shoots up as you climax, your thighs locking Izana’s head in place for a moment as you grip his white hair with your hand. 

He blushes and moans softly in response to your actions, and there’s passion in his tone when he speaks, “was it good?” 

“It was amazing.” 

He seemed to be very pleased with himself now, as he was successful at making you feel good. “I’m glad it was.. I really liked it too.” 

You look into his eyes with pure infatuation, “I want you.. inside..” 

He blushed heavily after he heard those words, and he couldn’t help but feel excited, “o-okay..” He says, and stands up. He unties his sweatpants and lets them drop, followed by his boxers, revealing his throbbing length. Your mouth waters when you take in the sight of his purely naked body, and he leans over you on the bed once again. 

“Do you wanna be inside of me?” You ask, you wanna hear him say it. 

He nods his head quickly a couple of times, and passion fills his purple eyes. “Yeah.. yes!! I want it.. badly..!” it was starting to get harder for him to contain his excitement now. 

You decide to flip him over and get on top of him, and he’s completely caught off guard. This was something he wasn’t expecting at all. He didn’t move a muscle, he seemed to want you to have your way with him. 

You grab his length and sit down on it, letting it slowly go inside. He let out a gasp at that, as his purple eyes lit up. “O-Oh.. oh wow.. that’s.. that’s a different feeling.. but.. it’s.. it’s so good..” 

“Do you like that?” You say, and you’ve lowered yourself completely on him, his length deep as possible inside of you. 

“Yeah.. yeah.. I do..! it feels really good.” His breath hitches, “I.. I like this a lot.” 

“Me too.. being filled by you, it’s all I want.” 

“Oh really?” He spoke in a happy and soft tone as he placed his hands on you, gripping your waist tightly now. “I can’t wait to do this every day.. only with you.” His eyes were filled with passion and desire as he spoke. 

You blush at his words, and a tingle shoots through you. You begin moving, and he gasped slightly the moment he felt you start to move. “Oh.. oh.. g-god..”

As you move, you lean down to run your fingers through his white hair, and you kiss his neck. 

“Ah! oh my..” He was completely lost in the sensations and the passion you both shared. You continue to kiss his neck as you move up and down on him, and he gets goosebumps all over his body. “Oh.. I.. I love this.. so much.” He spoke, and more sounds escape his mouth the longer you do it. 

“Do I feel good?” You ask. 

“You feel amazing..!” 

“So do you, mm.” You moan, and he blushes deeply at your words.

As you move up and down on him, you can’t help but admire how handsome he is as he lays there, the moonlight spills through the window, casting a beautiful glow over his tanned skin. His muscles ripple and glisten in the light, and his white hair sticks to his face slightly from sweat. His purple eyes glint with a fierce desire that sends shivers down your spine, and the smell of his cologne mixed with his natural manly musk drives you wild. You can’t get over how perfect he is. “You’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen.” You say.

He was speechless for a moment. “I.. I am?” He seemed surprised by your words. 

You nod, and the smile on his face got bigger now as he looked at you, feeling flattered. 

“You’re.. so perfect.” You say as you pick up your pace on him. 

He was completely taken by you, as he was getting lost in the feeling of it all. His eyes glowed brighter and brighter the more you spoke to him like that, and moved on him. He leans his head back and lets out more moans, as your words and actions continued to send him into a state of pleasure. 

“Are you getting close?” You ask.

“Yeah.. I am..” He became more passionate now as he tried to move himself slightly, he grabs your hips and starts moving you up and down on him fast, he made a low growling sound as he moved you, “nnh, I.. I can barely stand it anymore..!” 

“Me too, together, okay?” 

“Okay..” He says. He let out a few more sounds of pleasure before he finally got there, he releases inside of you, and the feeling makes him shoot up and whimper uncontrollably. You now reach your climax as well, and the feeling of your walls suddenly pulsing around him catches him completely off guard, his eyebrows tilt up, “oh.. oh g-god..! it.. it feels so.. amazing..” he moans. 

Moments later, you gently pull off of him, and he lets out a hissing sound as you do so. You collapse on the bed beside him and he wraps his arms around you. He smiles as you nuzzle into him, and shortly after, you both fall asleep.

Some time later, he finally woke up to see you next to him, his eyes glimmer as he gazes at you, still sleeping soundly. He smiles as he looks at you for a moment, and the look in his eyes was filled with a certain kind of love and care. He continues to look down at you, and then he thinks for a moment. “Hmm.. I wanna do it again.. I really do.” He lets out a soft moan. “Hey.. do you want to?” His eyes had excitement in them, he really wanted a second round now. You start to wake up from your slumber when you heard indistinct talking, “hmm? did you say something Izana?” 

“Oh! yeah.. I think you might’ve missed it.. well.. I uh.. I really want it again now.” He said in a soft tone. 

“Really?”

“Y-Yeah! you have no idea how much I want it now.. and I’ve never felt this way before.. i’ve never wanted something this bad.. ever..!” There was a certain level of desperation and need in his tone now.

“I want it too. I want you.” 

“Y-You do?” He asked in a voice that was filled with excitement, “i’m glad to hear that.” He leans over you and winks, “you ready?” 

“I’m more then ready, baby.” 

“O-Oh.. oh my.” His eyes got brighter the moment you said that, and he looked at you with such intensity now. He kisses you passionately, and he lets out a soft growl after the kiss. He puts his hand on your hip and grips it as he slides himself inside of you, and he whimpers as he takes in the feeling of your wet and warm walls, he’s already addicted to them. You moan when he hits deep inside of you, “mm, Izana.” 

“Nnh, oh my.” He utters in response to hearing you moan his name. He starts to breath heavily as he begins moving in and out of you. He starts off slow and deep, “god I love this feeling.. hnn! I feel like I could just keep going.. and going.. and going..!” He picks up his pace a little, and he buries his face into your neck as he thrusts into you. You feel his hot and heavy breath in your ear and he speaks lowly with his raspy and nasally sounding voice, “you feel so so amazing.” 

His voice in your ear sends a shiver down your spine. He lifts his head back up and looks down at you as he continues his thrusts, each one hitting your sweet spot. 

“I never thought doing this would feel so good..” He says, and speeds up his thrusts to where he’s now pounding into you. He could feel his limit approaching, and you could feel yours as well. “You ready?” He asks. 

“I’m ready.” 

“G-Good.. I can’t hold it back any.. longer.. nnh!” You both reach your climax together, your bodies twitching as the pleasure consumes you. 

He remains inside of you for a moment, savouring the feeling, before he finally pulls out and collapses beside you. 

“I love you.” You say. 

He was still trying to catch his breath, but a smile comes across his face, “y-you do? well.. I love you too.” He says as he pulls you in to cuddle. 

“I hate that I have to go back home soon.. I don’t wanna leave you.” 

“You.. really don’t wanna leave me?” well.. I don’t want you to leave me either.. I really don’t.” He frowns as he thinks about it. 

“I wish I could stay.. I want to so badly.. I just don’t know what to do.” 

“I want that too.. more than anything.. I want you to stay here.. I want you to stay.. with me, here.” 

“Are you implying I move in with you?” 

Izana’s eyes got brighter, “yes! yes.. I really want you to stay with me.. and I know this is sudden, but I don’t wanna loose you.. we’ve only just begun.” 

“I’d love to! I wanna be with you.” 

“He seemed extremely happy by your words, “y-you really mean that?” 

You nod and nuzzle into him. He embraces you deeply, “i’ll make you happy.” 

You smile, “i’m glad I came to Japan.” 

“I’m glad too.. because of you I feel like I’m complete now.. I can’t explain it, but.. it’s a good feeling.. a really good feeling..” 

You chuckle as a thought comes to your mind, “you know.. for someone who’s a dangerous criminal, you’re one loveable man.” 

Izana blushes a little bit, “I.. I am?” He seemed happy to hear that he was seen that way by you. “You.. really think that about me..?”

“I do.. I love you so much.” 

He started to tear up a bit, and he speaks in a soft tone, “I really love you too, so much.”

“How much?” You smile, wanting to hear more. 

“You really want to know? I love you.. more than anything.. right now, there’s nothing more important in my life than what I feel for you.. I want you as my special someone, and I really mean that.” He spoke with such passion.

“You want me to be your girlfriend?” 

Izana nods frantically, “yes! I really want that.” He exclaims. 

“I’d love to.” You say.

“Though you should know, that with you being my girlfriend, if anyone finds out, there’s a chance my enemies could come for you.. but don’t worry.. I promise i’ll keep you safe.. i’d never let anything happen to you.” Izana gave you a quick look of reassurance now, he did indeed mean it, he really would do anything to protect you. 

“I understand.. i’m not worried at all.. I trust you completely.. I know you can protect me.” 

“Then I guess it’s settled.. you’re my girlfriend..” He kisses your forehead. 

You smile and blush, then you let out a yawn, “we should go back to sleep.” You say.

“We should.. it’s super late.. and I wanna take you on a date tomorrow..” He says in a low voice. 

Your smile grows bigger in response to his words, and he grips you tighter in his arms. He places one last kiss on your forehead before you both eventually doze off. 

The sun was shining brightly through the window when Izana woke up, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, stretching his arms above his head. As he looked around, his eyes fell on you, still sleeping peacefully in the bed beside him. His breath caught in his throat as he saw the way the sun was shining on you, casting a beautiful radiance over your features. The blanket only covered your lower body, leaving your upper bare and exposed to the light. You looked like an angel, so peaceful and serene in your slumber. Izana couldn't help but stare at you for a little bit, feeling a sense of awe at the beauty of the moment. 

As you start to stir, you feel a pair of eyes on you. You open your eyes and look up to see Izana staring at you, his gaze intense and unwavering. You smile groggily and say "good morning" in a soft, sleepy voice. Izana’s eyes widen a little, and he smiles at you. “Good morning,” he says, his voice warm and gentle. “So.. about our date.. is there any places you’d like to go?” 

You take a moment to think about it, “hmm, let me think,” you say, your mind racing with ideas. “How about we go to Cosmo World?” 

Izana’s eyes light up at your suggestion, and he nods enthusiastically, “yes..! let’s do it, i’ll take you there..” 

You look at Izana, now feeling a little uncertain, “but isn’t it a far walk from here?” you ask. 

Izana nods, “it is.. but who said we we’re walking?” he smirks slightly, “we’re gonna take my bike of course.” 

“Your bike? you mean like a paddle bike?” You ask, your voice tinged with curiosity.

Izana laughs amusedly, “no, not a paddle bike,” he says, grinning. “My motorcycle.” 

You look at him surprised, “you have a motorcycle?” 

He nods a yes, and he can’t help but smile at your reaction. 

You both get out of bed and start getting ready for your date. You're feel excited as you get dressed and fix your hair. Soon, you're both ready to go, and you make your way outside. Izana leads you behind his place, where his motorcycle is parked. You can feel your heart racing as you look at it, “wow," you say, looking at Izana. "it’s really nice." He grins, looking pleased. "Thanks," he says. "I'm glad you like it." 

Izana brushes off the seat of his motorcycle and you sit on the back. He gets on in front of you, stepping over the bike with one leg and sitting down. He puts the keys in the ignition and starts it up. You hear the roar of the engine, and you feel a shiver run down your spine. The sound is deep and powerful, like a wild animal growling. Izana revs it, and you hear the exhaust pop and crackle. You can feel the vibrations from the engine, and you feel a sense of exhilaration building inside you. Izana turns his head to look back at you, grinning. “You ready?” He gave you a look that had a tinge of teasing. 

You nod, "i’m ready." You wrap your arms around him, and he smiles, giving the throttle a little bit of a turn. The bike takes off at a high speed, and you feel the wind rushing past you. You hold on tight, feeling the same sense of exhilaration continue to build inside you. Izana handles the bike with ease. His white hair blows in the wind, and you can smell his cologne mixed with the smell of the exhaust. You lean your head against his back, feeling the warmth of his body and the rumble of the engine. You’re a bit nervous, and you feel like you're flying, but you never want the ride to end. 

His eyes widened as he felt you nuzzle into his back, he smiles warmly, then tilts his head back with a playful grin, “you’re not afraid.. are you?” His voice was a little more raspy, almost like he was trying to tease you. 

You playfully hit him, “no! i’m not afraid!” you half lie.

“Really? then.. why did you bury your face into my back.. hm?” He chuckles a bit, “you’re a bad liar..” You see him smile softly in the mirror of the bike as his eyes focus on the road ahead. He returns your gaze in the mirror, and you turn your head to the side, “hmph!” you utter.

He chuckles a bit more, before he reaches his hand back and pulls your face back towards the mirror, “that won’t work.” He says with a playful grin, “I can’t take my eyes off of you.. you’re just.. so beautiful.” He teases with his nasally voice. 

“Eyes on the road.. mister.” You say with a faint grin, clearly liking the attention but trying to deflect. 

“Oh fine! I get it..” He rolls his eyes with a pout as he focuses on the road, but he still decides to disobey and glance at you in the mirror once again. Your hair blows in the wind, and the sun casts a glow over your skin, you’re smiling, clearly enjoying yourself. “You look.. so incredible right now.” He says softly.

You blush, and you decide to kiss his cheek. A shiver runs down his spine and he leans his head back into yours for a moment as he drives, “y-you’re so adorable.” 

Shortly after, you both pull up to Cosmo World. Izana comes to a stop and turns off the engine, and the sound of the rumbling motorcycle fades away. You both get off the bike, and stretch your legs. You take a deep breath, feeling the cool air on your skin as you hear the distant sounds of laughter and music. You look at Izana, and you see him smile at you. He runs his fingers through his hair, fixing it, then he offers you his hand to take. “My princess.. i’ll make sure we have a great day together.. alright?” 

You take his hand and nod with a smile, and you couldn’t help but blush when he called you princess. You both walk towards the entrance of the amusement park, hand in hand. 

“Alright.. let’s go.. I wanna see that beautiful smile of yours more.” He gave you a look that seemed to tease you as you both walked. 

As you walk through the theme park, you suddenly notice a takoyaki stand. The smell of the savoury octopus balls fills your nostrils, and your stomach rumbles. You turn to Izana with a grin, "hey, wanna get some takoyaki? i’ve been wanting to try it forever!" You feel a sense of excitement, and you can't wait to taste the delicious Japanese street food. You look at Izana, and you see him smile at you. "Sure, princess. Let's get some takoyaki." 

You both walk over to the takoyaki stand, and you see the vendor frying up the octopus balls on a griddle. Izana steps up to the vendor and asks for two servings in Japanese. The vendor nods and starts to prepare the takoyaki. You watch as he drizzles the sauce and sprinkles the bonito flakes on top of the crispy balls. You can't wait to taste them. The vendor places the balls of takoyaki and a pick in each a box, then hands them both to Izana. Izana gives you one.

“Let’s go eat them on that bench.” You say. 

Izana nods, and follows you over to the bench. He sits down really close to you, and you both take the first bite of your food. The savoury flavours explode in your mouth, and you close your eyes in pleasure. You hear Izana chuckle, and you open your eyes to see him smiling at you. “Is it good?” He asks.

You nod frantically with your mouth full, and Izana’s smile grows even bigger, as his eyes look at you with a sense of awe in them. 

“Can.. I feed you one?” You ask.

He smiles softly, “of course.” 

You stick your pick into another takoyaki ball and bring it to his mouth, “say ahh!” you say cutely. 

He gives you another quick little smile, then he softly says “ahh,” as you feed him the snack. “Mmm.” 

“Can you feed me now?” You ask with a blush.

“Of course..” Izana sticks a takoyaki ball on his pick, he seemed a bit eager to do it. He brings it to your mouth, repeating your process, “say ahh..” 

You open your mouth, “ahh!” 

Izana gently feeds you the snack, and you look absolutely adorable while he does so.. Izana thought it was the cutest thing ever. 

“Mmm.” You utter with a closed eye smile. 

“Aww. You just look so cute right now.” He spoke in a soft and gentle tone as he continued to feed you, which made him more and more flustered. 

People walking by could only see the both of you as a lovey-dovey couple as you continue to feed each other and talk cute. They’d never guess Izana is a ruthless gang leader, not even in their wildest dreams by the way he was acting with you. As the people pass by they just smile at the both of you. You seemed to compliment each other, like you were made for each other. 

A little girl walks by and glances over at the both of you. She stops in her tracks, her eyes curious. “Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?” She asks. 

Izana starts to go a bit red from the little girls question, and he looks at you with a smile. His eyes glisten as he answers the little girls question, “y-yeah.. we are.” He says in a gentle tone.

The little girl goes silent for a moment as she stares Izana down, “you aren’t good enough for her!” He little girl blurts. Children often have a tendency to be blunt and honest with their opinions, which can sometimes be harsh. The little girl's comment about Izana not being good enough for you is a typical example of this behaviour. The little girl is also able to see through Izana's exterior and make a judgment about his character, which is something that children sometimes do. 

Izana went from flustered to annoyed now, as he looked down on the child, feeling offended. “Wh-What did you say?” His eyes went dull, and even had the familiar menacing tinge to them. It was clear he was a bit irritated and annoyed by the little girl’s comment. 

The little girl glares back, “you heard me!” 

He seemed to look even more irritated now as the little girl glared at him like that. Well.. maybe it’s not the best idea to be irritated by someone so young? “Why do you feel like that?” Izana asked the little girl. 

“Because.. you’re a bad guy!” She says. 

Izana seemed to be even more annoyed now as the little girl called him a bad guy. Well.. maybe she had a point..? “What do you mean.. a ‘bad’ guy?” He asked her, and he stared at her with those dull purple eyes. He was starting to sound more aggressive in a way, as he was getting more and more irritated by the little girl. 

The little girl furrows her eyebrows, “I don’t know! you’re just a bad-guy!” 

Izana was even more annoyed now, as the little girl seemed to be very stubborn, He was thinking on what to say next, she seemed to get on his nerves in the worst way possible. “What exactly makes me a ‘bad-guy’ then?” He asks sternly, trying to bait her into feeling like she’s wrong. 

The little girl thinks for a moment, but she can’t quite put her finger on it. “I don’t know okay!” She yells.

Izana looks down on her sternly, “then why say that? if you don’t even know why?” He gave her a really harsh look, and his eyes gleamed in a very frightening manner. 

The little girl growls before she replies, “I.. I just know you’re bad!” 

“Then that’s just rude! you can’t accuse someone of being bad if you can’t even give reasons.” His voice sounded even more menacing as he stared down at the child, his words had the intentions of gaslighting her. His eyes are completely flared and his agitation radiates off of him. 

Alright this has gone far enough, you decide to step in, “come on Izana, she’s just a little girl.” You say and ruffle his hair. 

Izana then softens up now, as his eyes calm down. There was now no more of a menacing or irritated look from him.. He was back to soft and a little bit shy again now, all because of you, it’s crazy how easily you can change his mood. He smiled as you ruffled his hair, and he looks at you for a moment with pure love in his eyes, “y-yeah.. right.” 

You look toward the little girl, “you should go back to your mommy now, she might be worried about you.” You say gently.

The little girl looks at you for a second before she runs off. You turn your attention back on Izana, “are you okay? she said some pretty harsh things to you.” 

“Pfft.. don’t worry about me.. it’s fine.. you know what they say.. kids will be kids..! hmph.. whatever.. she’s just a little brat.. i’ll be fine.” Izana rolls his eyes as he speaks with a petty tone of voice. 

You smile with your eyes closed, you can’t help but find it extremely cute the way he pouted like that. The smile kinda fades from your face when a thought comes to mind, “do you get called a bad person a lot?”

He goes silent for a moment, before he speaks, “yeah.. you get used to it after awhile.. it’s only natural, I am a bad person after all.. it’s just a day in the life for me.” 

You frown and look towards the ground. Then you turn your head back towards Izana once again, “hey, let’s go ride the ferris wheel!” You exclaim.

Izana seems to really like your suggestion, and he smiles, “okay.” 

You both stand up from the bench, Izana takes the empty takoyaki boxes and throws them in the garbage. Then, you both make your way to the Cosmo Clock. As you both come past the restrooms, Izana says he'll be right back and heads inside. Your eyes scan the sights around you and you feel a sense of excitement as you glance at the ferris wheel. While you continue to wait outside for Izana, two guys notice you and walk over to you, “hey there, beautiful. What's a girl like you doing all alone here?” One guy says, then the other speaks. “yeah, we noticed you from over there and couldn't resist coming over to say hi. You look amazing.” They spoke to you in English, barely even pronouncing the words right. 

“Thanks for the compliment, but i’m not interested.” You say politely but firmly. 

He wraps his arm around you, “come on, don’t be like that. We’re just tryna have a good time. You should join us.” 

“Yeah, we’re really fun to be around. You won’t regret it.” 

When he wrapped his arm around you, you felt your body tense up. You shifted slightly away from him and tried to smile politely, but you couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort. 

As Izana walked out of the washroom, he felt a rush of excitement at the thought of getting back to you and riding the ferris wheel together. "Hey, I'm back-" he started to say, but his words trailed off as he noticed two guys standing near you. One of them had his arm around you, and you looked uncomfortable. Izana started to get irritated now, as he then saw the two guys who were clearly trying to hit on you. He really wanted to say something to them. 

The two guys don’t seem to notice Izana behind them just yet, as they continue to hit on you. One of the guys leaned in closer to you and said, "come on, don't be shy. We just want to get to know you." 

The other guy chimes in, “yeah, hang out with us for a bit, we’ll pay for everything, let us show you around..” 

Izana’s irritation grew, as he then walks over and firmly pulls the guy's arm off of you, “she’s taken, get lost.” He says, his eyes wide as he looks down on the two guys with a stern and menacing look. The guy looks surprised but quickly regains his composure, “hey man, no need to get aggressive.” The guy says in a almost taunting way, clearly not taking Izana seriously. The other guy decides to run his fingers through your hair and move it behind your ears, “listen, why don’t you ditch your boyfriend and come hang out with us?” 

Seeing that happen, Izana snapped. He grabbed the two guys by their clothes, and pulled them close to him, as he spoke in a loud and sharp tone, his purple eyes had a threatening tinge to them, “how about you fuck off?” He said, then let go of the both of them. hegrabs your hand, firmly dragging you away from them in an almost possessive manner. You look at his face, and his expression is dark as he looks ahead through his eyelashes. 

Despite Izana pulling you away, the guys don't give up. They walk up behind you and pull you out of Izana’s grasp. They really don’t know who they’re dealing with. Izana quickly reacts, he turns around and grabs them by the collar of the shirt with each a hand and pushes them to the ground. He glares down at them, his expression dark and angry. His eyes are filled with a mixture of anger and superiority as he looks down on them as if they're nothing but trash. “Leave, at once.” He demands. 

The two guys stand up and scoff, before they walk away. Izana’s eyes turn back on you, and the menacing glint quickly fades as he looks at you. “I’m so sorry about that.” He says.

You flash a closed eye smile at him, “it’s fine.” 

“No.. it’s not.. the nerve of them, to just put their hands on you like that, and right in front of me too..” his eyes turn dark once again, “I could just kill them.” 

Your eyes widen, and you can’t tell if he’s being serious or not, honestly, it’s probably better for you not to know. 

Izana watched as your eyes widened, “i’m sorry.. I just hate any guy who even dares to look at you.. for even a second.” He seemed to be really possessive of you. Izana sighs for a moment, and his facial expression turns back soft as he gathers himself. “You’re mine..” He says gently, and he finds himself getting distracted by your beauty once again. 

You can’t help but blush as you gaze up into his purple eyes. He kisses you on the cheek, “shall we go for our ride now?” He says.

You nod and he holds out his hand for you to take once again. As you both make your way to the ferris wheel, Izana notices all of the guys who’s eyes lock on to you. He started to get annoyed with every guy who did so, he didn’t like seeing so many guys look at what was his. He wanted to be the only one for you. His purple eyes flicker, as he wanted no other guy to look at you, except him. 

The further you walk into the theme park, the more Izana notices how many male eyes look at you. His irritation only grew, and he speaks to himself in a very quiet and annoyed tone, “do they ever just give up?” 

You look at him, “what do you mean?” You ask, kinda confused.

“I mean.. they just keep looking at you.. and won’t stop staring at you.. I don’t want them to.. I mean, you’re mine.. and they shouldn’t be allowed to.” He spoke in a annoyed tone, as he was now quite a bit pissed off from the guys staring at you. 

“She’s beautiful.” A guy says to his friend, before he quickly writes down his number and walks up to the both of you, “hey! you’re a foreigner right? you’re really pretty.. here’s my um.. my number, and some free tickets for dessert.” They seemed to disregard Izana, simply not even caring. The guy hands you the piece of paper and tickets. 

Izana gets even more ticked off, and he steps forward a little, “get lost.. now.” he says as he puts his hand out with a menacing look on his face. 

The one who gave you the number and tickets furrows his eyebrows at Izana, “I wasn’t talking to you.” 

Izana wasn’t having any of it now, as he steps closer to the guy, he speaks in a really angry tone, his eyes glowing with malice, “do I need to say it again?” He sounded really pissed off, as he then clenched his fists. He was on the very edge of hurting them now, about to lose his temper. 

The guys decide to just ignore Izana as they continue to talk to you, their words are polite as they ask you questions, trying to engage in conversation with you, pretending Izana isn’t even there. The guy who gave you his number and the tickets earlier then says, “hey, why don’t you let us show you around? i’m sure there’s lots of stuff you haven’t done yet, let me treat you.” 

Izana became even more angry, and his eyes widen as he makes his threat clear, “leave.” His tone sounded terrifying, and those dull purple eyes of his were so menacing that those guys could feel it in their bones. 

The two gulp, and the one who gave you his number and the tickets scoffs, before he looks toward you once again, “you have my number, if you loose this piece of filth, give me a call.” The guy says before walking away with his friend.

Izana turns his attention back on you, then he speaks in his usual monotone voice, “I hope they learned their lesson not to mess with me.” He puts his arm around you and kisses you on the side of your head. 

You look at the piece of paper with the number on it for a moment, and Izana’s eyebrows furrow, “you going to call the guy?” He spoke in a petty tone of voice, clearly jealous that you even dared to look at the piece of paper as he pulls his arm off of you.

You flash him an incredulous look and snicker, “you really think i’m gonna call him?” 

Izana was completely taken aback for a moment when the incredulous look appeared on your face, he then just chuckled a little bit, and he speaks to you with a softer tone now, and he wraps his arm around you once again,  “yeah.. I guess I got a little too paranoid there.. sorry about that haha.. I just get really protective over you, you know?” 

You rip up the piece of paper and toss it in the nearby garbage can, “you’re the only guy I want.” 

“Good.” He looks at you with a half smile, his facial expression is loving, but also has a tint of malice. 

Shortly afterwards, you both finally arrive at the ferris wheel. You both get in line and Izana pays for the tickets. Then, you approach the Ferris wheel and get in the cage. Izana tells you to get in first, so you sit down and buckle up. You feel a bit nervous, but also excited. Izana notices you shaking slightly and speaks in a soft voice, “you okay, sweetheart? do you feel nervous or anything?” 

“I’m kinda nervous.. but.. also really excited.” You say.

He places his arm around you and pulls you into his embrace as the ferris wheel starts moving, and you can feel your heart racing. When you get to the top, you stand up to look out the window of the cage, you take in the view and you can see the whole amusement park below you. Izana stands up to look out the window with you, and he wraps his arms around you from behind, “wow.. the view is really pretty from up here.” He smiles gently, then he looks at you, your facial expression is one of excitement, and the sun shines on your skin, “you look amazing, you know?” He says in a gentle voice.

“This whole view, and you decide to turn your eyes on me?” You say in an almost teasing tone. 

Izana smirks, “of course.. you’re the most beautiful thing i’ve seen all day.” 

You turn around and press your body up against his, “you really think i’m that beautiful?”  

Izana gets flustered and his purple eyes widen. As he looks at you, a soft blush spreads across his face. In a soft and gentle tone, he says, “you’re.. more than just beautiful.. you’re perfect..” He was blushing really deeply now, and his breathing became heavier as your body is pressed against him.

“You really think so?” You ask, before you start kissing up his neck. 

He then lets out a soft and gentle moan, before he speaks, “y-yes..! I do.. y-you’re the most perfect person in the world..” He says as his eyes roll to the back of his head from your kisses on his neck.

“Tell me more.” You say as you kiss all up his neck, and his jawline. 

“A-Ahh.. d-don’t do that..! t-that’s.. that’s just..” A strong blush covers his face, “that’s just gonna make me go completely crazy..! I-I can’t help myself.. a-and then.. i’m gonna go out of control..” 

You smirk as you continue to do it. He starts to moan really loudly now, as his purple eyes close. “Annh..!”

You continue your kisses up his jawline, and then you kiss his ear, while breathing softly into it. 

This caused him to shiver slightly, as he started to speak in an even softer and sweeter tone now, “o-oh..! oh my.. that’s so good..! that feels so g-good..!” 

You nibble on his earlobe and lick it, which causes Izana to let out soft whimpers, and his whole body trembles as he was really sensitive in this moment. “Y-You’re gonna make me.. go wild if you keep doing that to me.. mmh..!” 

You continue to do it, and then you switch to the other side, repeating the same process. 

“Y-You’re gonna.. drive me wild… s-stop it.. I-I’m so sensitive right now..” He says, his breath hitched. 

You push your body firmly against him towards the seat of the cage and you grab his arms to sit him down. You sit on top of him, straddling him as you continue to bite and lick his earlobe, while also breathing into it, your breath hot.

Izana’s whole body was quivering now, and hard moans escape his mouth. “G-God.. d-don’t do that.. f-freakin’ hell.. y-you’re gonna kill me..” He leans his head back, giving you even more room to work with. 

You moan softly in his ear as you continue to lick and bite his earlobe, also giving kisses to his ear canal. 

Izana let’s out even more moans in response to your actions, “a-ah.. g-god.. i’m gonna go insane..!”

You start to sway your hips forward, grinding against the hardness that’s bulging through his pants. 

His eyes widen and his eyebrows tilt upward as he lets out a loud moan, he was really starting to lose his mind now. His body trembles, “nnh, p-please.. y-you’re driving me c-crazy.” His eyes become weak and close as he takes in the feeling of you teasing his neck and ear while grinding against him. 

You then start sucking on his earlobe, and Izana shakes and trembles as you do so, “g-god.. damn it..! f-freakin’ h-hell… y-you just.. won’t fuckin stop, will you..” He says as he bites his lip.

“Of course not.. my love.” You say, your soft voice filling his ear. 

He then lets out a soft and gentle whimper, and his eyes open once again, “that’s really.. f-fuckin’ h-hot.. g-gah!! this is too.. f-fuckin’ good now..! y-you’re f-fuckin’ driving me crazy..” 

“How badly do you want it?” You say quietly in his ear. 

He lets out another moan, “well.. from the sounds I’m making and the way I’m acting.. i’d say.. that I want it .. r-really badly.. my god.. c-can you really not tell at this point..?”

You giggle, “I can, I just wanted to hear you say it.” You smile mischievously.

Izana chuckles softly, “well, you got what you wanted then.” He winks and smirks a little bit, right before he starts getting touchy with you.. He runs his hands down your sides and grips your hips, pulling you against his hardness. 

As you continue to tease his ear, you suddenly whisper, your angelic voice filling his ears, “I want you..” you then moan softly, “Izana.” You pause for a moment, “right here.” 

Izana shudders in response, and his eyes widen as he looks at you with a surprised look. “Wh-What did you just say..?” That really turned him on a lot, and he wanted to make sure he knew exactly what you meant. 

“I want you.. right here.. let’s do it.. there’s still 10 mins or more left to the ride.. we got time.” You say in a soft voice.

His cheeks and nose flush red, and he nods. “I want you too.. so badly it’s driving me insane..! I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.. if you want it.. then I want it..! so.. d-do whatever you want with me..” 

Your body tingles in response to his needy words, and an idea comes to mind, “how about I start with this..?” You kneel down and unbutton his pants. 

He blushes frantically, and his purple eyes widen and gaze down at you, “wh- you’re gonna.. s-start with that..?” He grits his teeth in anticipation as he watches you, he’s never gotten head before. “M-Maybe I should ask.. a-are you sure?” 

You smile as you unzip his pants, “I am.. I wanna taste.” You say.

Heat rushes through his body when he hears you say that, “oh god..” He says and his body trembles in response to your fingers prying at his pants. 

He shifts his body up for a moment and lets you pull off his pants and boxers in one go. You grab the length with your hand and take it in your mouth, creating suction with your lips as you take him in. You look up at him, your mouth full. 

Izana let’s out a loud whimper and he grits his teeth as he looks down at you, his body trembling, “nnh, oh..! oh f-fuck..! that feels.. so fuckin’ good..!” 

You begin sucking at a slow pace while batting your eyelashes at him. A strong blush covers his face and his eyes glimmer as he looks down at you, “holy shit..! d-don’t look at me like that..! it’s gonna fuckin’ nnh.. drive me crazy..!” He had a soft smile on his face as he closed his eyes, focusing on the pleasurable feeling he’s getting from you.

You speed up your sucking as you look at him with a pure desire and hunger for him. Izana looks down at you through his lower lashes as you do so, and he moans loudly as he reaches out to caress the back of your head. “Annh..! o-oh my..! f-fuckin’ hell.. y-you’re an angel..! y-you’re fuckin’ killin’ me right now..!” 

You decide to flick the tip with your tongue as you continue sucking him. Izana shudders and gets extremely flustered at the feeling, “oh..! oh god..! d-don’t do that..! f-fuck..! t-too.. fuckin’ good..! how are you so good at this..?!” 

You speed up even faster, and Izana can feel himself getting close. His eyes close and he leans his head back as he focuses on the feeling, his body is trembles, and his whimpers become more frequent. “Annh..! that’s so.. so fuckin’ good..!” 

You pull your mouth off for a moment, “release in my mouth.. I wanna taste it.” You say, before you take his length back in your mouth once again and resume sucking.

He opens his eyes to look down at you, “oh god.. a-are you sure?” 

You nod, and utter an “mhm,” with your mouth full. His face turns deep red and he moans at the thought. “Okay.. if you insist..” His moans become louder and his breathing gets heavier as the pleasure builds within him, “mmh, f-fuck.. i’m close..!” His whimpers become more frequent and louder, “g-god.. n-now.. i’m gonna..” He grits his teeth and hisses, then he releases. He grips his hold on the back of your head harder and holds your head in place as he spurts his cum in your mouth. His body trembles to the warmth of your mouth, and his whimpers are loud and frantic as he releases every last drop. 

You utter a “mmm” as your mouth fills with his cum, swallowing up the delicious salty liquid. After a moment, you pull your mouth off of his length, and you lick your lips with a grin. 

Izana’s eyes widen as he watches, and he bites his lip. He lets out a soft and quiet purr of satisfaction. 

“Was that good?” You ask as you go to sit back on top of him, straddling him once again. 

His lips curve up into a smile, and he slowly nods his head, “oh.. it was so good.. I was so surprised when you started to do that to me though, it was so out of no where.. b-but, god.. it was fuckin’ amazing.” 

You smirk mischievously, “what can I say.. when I want my man.. I want him now. I ain’t gonna wait.” 

Izana smirks at you, “heh, i’m yours now.. you can use me anyway you want.” 

You kiss him on the lips, before you speak in a gentle voice, “I love teasing the hell out of you.. how can I not when you whimper for me like that.”

He bites his lip, “g-god.. i’m not even gonna deny that.. you’re absolutely amazing at it.. I really love it when you tease me.. it gets me all hot and bothered..” He says as he grips your hips and pulls your body firmly against him as you straddle him.

You can feel his hardness growing once again from beneath you, and his bare length rubs against your panty covered clit underneath your skirt. 

You feel Izana suddenly grip your hips a little tighter as he then lifts your body slightly, he quickly takes a hand under your skirt and tugs on the band of your panties, pulling them down. His breaths are heavy as he now has both hands on your waist. He moves his hands down your body and cups your ass, and he positions you over his tip, where he lowers your body on his length, letting himself be buried within your walls. He makes a hissing sound as he goes deeper, “nnh, you’re so tight..” 

He moves his hands back to your waist as he starts to pull you up and down on him. You lean in and kiss him on the lips, before you move to his neck. You trail kisses up his neck, and you gently bite the skin. “nnh.. f-fuck.” He moans.

You then whisper in his ear, “harder.” 

He bites his lip as he hears it, before he grips your waist a bit harder and starts slamming you down on him. He leans his head back as he takes in the feeling, as he gazes at you through weak eyelids. 

You then clamp onto his earring with your teeth, and you gently tug on it. Izana’s head tilts to the side and his eyes roll back, “o-oh god.. oh my f-fuckin’ god..” 

He starts slamming you down even harder, clearly having trouble containing himself now. You run your fingers through his white hair and start scratching the back of his head with your fingertips as you suck and bite his earlobe. 

Izana’s body shudders and he lets out a whimper.“S-Shit..! d-don’t do that..! or else you’re gonna make me.. nnh.. so soon..!” 

You continue to do it with a mischievous smirk, knowing full well how much you want him to, because you could feel your orgasm forming as well. Izana’s whimpers become more frequent, and he slams you down on him faster and harder, “oh god.. oh fuck..! i’m gonna cum..!” 

You moan and say, “me too.” Izana feels relief when he hears you say that, afraid he wouldn’t have been able to get you off in time. He slams you down a few more times before he releases inside of you. He lets out frequent hiccupy sounds as he cums, and your walls pulse around him, making him shudder in pleasure. 

You stay seated on him for a moment, gathering yourself, before you gently pull off of him and fix your panties. Izana pulls up his pants, then zips and buttons them back up. He pulls you into his embrace and smirks, “the ride should be ending pretty soon.” 

You chuckle, “yeah, any minute now.” 

He places a kiss on your lips, and then gazes at you with eyes of pure adoration, “how did I get so lucky? seriously..” He says softly. 

You tilt your head to the side as you look into his purple eyes, “how did I?” You say.

Izana gets flustered, and a faint blush spreads across his face. 

You smile at his expression. “I love you.” You say. 

His face turns even more red, “d-don’t say stuff like that..! you know i’ll melt when you’re like that to me.” 

You smirk and then speak in intervals to tease him, “I. love. you. Izana.” 

Izana softly wines, “now you’re really just teasing and torturing me with your words..! annh! I can’t take it.. h-heh.. i think you know very well that I absolutely melt when you say that to me.. w-why are you doing this..?” He could feel himself starting to get hard in his pants again, you really do get to him. 

“Because.. you’re so cute when you get like this.” 

“S-So you’re just doing it so you can see me like this huh.. heh.. you’re naughty.. s-so naughty..” 

The ferris wheel comes to a stop. Izana takes your hand and you step out of the cage together. You both start walking through the theme park once again, and a walking trail catches your eye. “Wanna go for a walk?” You say. 

Izana smiles widely, and he looks at the trail while still holding your hand. “Sounds great, let’s go!” 

You both walk hand in hand towards the trail, the path is paved and there’s trees and bushes along the sides, as you get further into the walking trail, the sounds of chatter and laughter from Cosmo World become more indistinct, before you’re both so deep in the trail that you can’t even hear it anymore.

As you both walk hand in hand, the sun shines brightly, casting a warm glow on the path ahead. The trees are tall and majestic, their leaves rustling gently in the breeze. Suddenly, Izana looks over at you with a curious expression on his face, his eyes searching for an answer to a question he's been pondering. His face is tilted towards you, “so.. just out of curiosity.. why do you love me?” 

You're taken aback by the suddenness of the question, not expecting it. You feel your heart race and your cheeks flush. You look at him with a smile. “I love you because.. despite your usual cold personality, you’re soft with me.. and.. you make me so, so happy..” You pause for a moment, and then you smirk a little, “and also.. because when I tease you, you turn onto putty in my hands.. I love it.. and you’re mine to tease.”

Izana can’t help but blush furiously, “h-heh, are you saying I belong to you now?” He says in a playful manner.

“Of course.. don’t you?” You grin.

Izana gets a bit more flustered, and he nods, “of course.. of course I belong to you.” He lets out a soft sigh, “and I have to admit.. I never thought i’d find someone like you.. y-you’re really perfect for me.” 

You grab him and pull him closer to you, and your body is now pressed against him on the walking trail as you gaze into his eyes. As soon as you pulled him close, his entire body trembled and he let out a hot and heavy breath, “y-you really are too much.. you little tease.” 

You grin up at him mischievously. “Don’t make me use my special techniques on you.”

“Y-You wouldn’t dare.. h-heh..! y-you’re way too naughty..” He then pushes his body against yours, as he now looks down at you with a smirk, before he lets out a smug little laugh, “how about you come and try all the techniques that you want.. hmm?” 

You lean your head in and lick up his neck. Izana’s eyes widen and a gasp leaves his lips, “o-oh god..! mmh..!”

You giggle, before you kiss down his chest, where you nibble a bit on his nipple through his shirt. 

“Annh! y-you’re way too much!.. I knew you were a naughty tease, but you’re definitely testing my patience now..!” His whole body shakes as you bite on his nipple, and he moans softly, “I-I don’t know how much more I can take.. h-heh.” 

You move your mouth over to do the same to the other nipple. Izana let’s out a yelp, and his body trembles. His breath gets heavier, as if he’s starting to loose control of himself. You look up at him through your eyelashes before you kiss back up his chest and neck, then you reach his ear, and you lick and kiss it. 

Izana’s eyebrows tilt upwards as he moans, “mmmh..! I-I can’t.. n-not fair..!” 

You moan softly and whisper in his ear, “it turns me on so much when you get like this.” 

Izana bites his lip, “y-you’re such a brat.. and a tease.. nnh..! it’s so frustrating.. yet so sexy at the same time..” 

Izana let’s out a soft breath, as his body continues to tremble. You press your lower body even more firmly against him, brushing up against his hardness. 

“Hnnh..! o-oh god..! nnnh.. you know exactly what you’re doing to me.. h-heh.. and it’s.. oh god I don’t know how much longer I can take it..!” 

You start to gently chew on his earlobe with your front teeth, occasionally giving sucks to it. 

Izana let’s out a quiet little moan, “y-you know.. what you’re doing isn’t fair.. h-heh.. you really know exactly what I love..”

You kiss down his jawline, and Izana’s breath becomes even more heavy as you do so. He was really loosing his composure now. “Y-Your teasing.. it’s just way too much for my heart… t-to handle.. I don’t think I can.. resist much.. longer..” He says, his breath hitched. 

“Don’t resist baby.” You say softly. 

Just as you said that, it was too much for him.. His body had lost all control now. He grabbed your waist and his lips instantly locked on to yours, as his body moved in a way that was quite aggressive. 

“Mmh, Izana.” You moan softly. 

Just as he heard your soft little moan, his moves got even more rough, as his body moved in a way that was now more dominant and controlling. His kisses had become stronger now, and he grabs your hair, as he lets out low grunts against your lips. 

You slide your tongue in his mouth, and as soon as you did that, Izana instantly opened his mouth. Your tongues now began to slowly dance and move together, and he lets out a soft moan. After a moment, he pulls away from the kiss, his breathing heavy as he looks into your eyes with a look of pure desire and lust before he grips your hips and picks you up, his moves still aggressive. He carries you a bit further down the trail where there’s a bench, and he sits down with you on top of him, straddling him. 

Izana’s fingers roughly grip your hips and his lips lock back on to yours, he starts pulling your body back and forth on him, letting out soft moans against your lips. You run your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp with your fingertips, before you grab a handful of hair and tug on it. 

Izana pulls away from the kiss and his head leans back in the direction you pulled as his eyelids become weak, he lets out a loud moan, and he slightly pants, his whole body trembling. 

You bite his earlobe, causing Izana to moan louder. “Anh..! oh g-god.. y-you’re way too naughty.. h-heh.. this isn’t fair.. mmm.” 

You push yourself down as he guides your hips, making you brush against his hardness even harder. 

“Ohh.. y-you know how to drive me crazy.. j-just a little bit more and i’m.. o-oh god.. i-i’ll really lose it.. mmh! oh g-god..!” 

You lick from his ear, down to his jawline and chin, and that was the last straw. He grips you tight and his entire body violently tenses up as a low groan leaves his lips. He harshly moves your body slightly and unbuttons his pants, he wraps one arm around you and lifts you up slightly over him to pull down his pants, and he moves your panties to the side before he grabs your waist with his hands once again, slamming you down on his length in one quick motion. 

You let out a soft moan from the sudden fullness, as he took you right here on the bench of the walking trail. “Are you sure? what if someone sees us.” You say.

Izana bites his lip as he takes in the feeling of being deep inside your walls, then he replies to you, “they can see whatever they want..” He says in a blunt and monotone voice, before he starts pulling you up and down on him. He starts off slow, but he slams you down on him, making himself hit deep every time, before his moves become more frantic and even more aggressive. His breaths are heavy as he stares at you with weak eyes, and the more he takes in the feeling, the more he starts to whimper. He hits your sweet spot perfectly every time, and his control on you drives you wild with desire, you could already feel your orgasm approaching, which causes your walls to start tightening around Izana’s length. 

Izana clicks his tongue in response and makes a hiccupy sounding moan, “o-oh god.. oh fuck.. i’m gonna.. i’m gonna lose it soon..!” 

“Let go for me.” You say, wanting to cum at the same time as him, but you’re extremely close.

Izana starts to nod, and his breathing becomes more frantic as his length throbbed in response to your words. “Gaah..! o-oh god.. a-any second now.. i’m losing it.. nnnh..! fuck..!” 

Izana then started to hold your hips up in place as he started to pound into you aggressively, his moves are sloppy but hard and fast as he chases down his orgasm. “Mmmh!.. yeah..! i’m almost there! fuck..!” 

“Me too! let go for me!” You plead.

Just as you said that, Izana closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he releases inside of you, his arms wrap around you tightly, and he moans frantically in a hiccupy sound as his cum fills you deep in your walls, his body tensed up, and his fingers drove into your skin almost painfully, which only added to your orgasm. Your walls pulse, milking him of his cum, and his hiccupy moans and whimpers get louder until he spills the last drop inside of you. 

After a moment, he gently pulls you off of him. You fix your panties and he pulls his pants back up and buttons them. You let out a giggle as you sit beside him, and he sits back up, no longer resting his head back. He lets out a satisfied purr before he says, “we should probably get out of here now, just incase someone did see.. i’d be in trouble if the cops came.” He laughs.

You giggle, “yeah.. let’s go.” 

Izana stands up and holds out his hand for you to take, and you oblige. You both start walking, before he turns his head to you and says, “wanna grab dinner on the way home?” 

You smile and look up at him, his head is tilted slightly as he smiles back at you. His white hair is a bit messy and sticks to his face slightly from sweat. His hanafuda earrings dangle as he walks, and the sunsetting is casting a warm glow on his tanned skin, making him look even more attractive. “Sure, that sounds great.” You say.

[ticklishfiend]

prompting my own gomens tickle content im so desperate—crowley is bothering aziraphale for attention (maybe while aziraphale is trying to read or bake or organize or something) until my man is thrown into the bookshop couch and tickled to pieces for being such an annoying little shit. discuss. (ideally this is a recurring event because we know crowley wants attention no matter how he gets it) -🍓, n

happy holidays!! hope you like it <33

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Aziraphale took a slow, deep breath. In and out.

“Was that really necessary?”

Crowley snickered behind him, “What, I thought you liked when it snows?”

Aziraphale huffed, brushing off the flour Crowley had sprinkled onto his shoulders. He refused to turn and look at him, because right now he did not need that mischievous demon to see the smile he was fighting off.

“Well, I prefer when the snow is actually snow. Like on a perfect Christmas day!” He glanced over his shoulder with a cheeky side-eye, “You’re making a mess of my best garments.”

Crowley snorted, “Best garments my arse, you’ve had that one for, what, 100-somethin’ years now? You ask me, it’s about time you get a new wardrobe.”

Aziraphale decided against responding, instead going back to kneading his dough. It was silent only for a moment before he heard Crowley suck his teeth.

“You’re boring. Dreadfully boring. The hell do you expect me to do, wait for bread to rise that I won’t even eat? Like watching paint dry…” He heard pacing footsteps behind him now.

“You don’t have to stay. I’m just trying to keep busy, you’re the one who decided today was the perfect one for a rainstorm-“

“Because I thought it’d give us some ffffuckin’… some alone time, angel,” Crowley mumbled in slight embarrassment and frustration, leaning against the wall and staring daggers into Aziraphale’s back. “Didn’t realize you hated spending time with me so much…”

Aziraphale couldn’t hold back a fond chuckle at his pouty demon, molding his dough to perfection. “Is that not what we’re doing right now? Spending time with one another?” He loved making Crowley work for it sometimes, especially when Crowley’s been so (endearingly) annoying.

Crowley grumbled, but Aziraphale felt arms wrap around his waist only moments later, a head resting on his shoulder. “Not the way I wanted, though.”

“Must you always get your way?”

Crowley chuckled, giving a kiss to Aziraphale’s ear and whispering, “My way’s the more fun one and you know it.”

Aziraphale flushed, but otherwise gave no reaction. He continued to knead, and felt a bit flustered at how intently Crowley watched his hands work.

He felt hot air against his ear once more, “You’re very good at that, angel,” Crowley hummed, kissing behind his ear, “Got such a way with your hands.”

Aziraphale tucked his lips in, his hands slowing, “You’re distracting me, Crowley. Quit.”

Crowley chuckled darkly, “Whaaaat, I’m just observing!”

“Yes, well, you’re very talkative for someone who’s ‘just observing,’” Aziraphale was ready to let his dough rest when he felt the arms at his waist squeeze tighter.

“Can’t help myself. You’re a bit easy to tease,” Crowley snickered, biting at the lobe. Aziraphale gasped softly, fingers nearly pinching at the dough. It tickled, and Crowley wouldn’t stop even when Aziraphale started squirming away and huffing. The demon knew he was tickling, even blowing air into the ear to make Aziraphale squeak, before finally the angel-

“Okay, I think I’ve had enough,” he said through a breathy giggle.

“Enough of what? M’not doing anything,” Crowley pinched Aziraphale’s sides, purposefully tickling him now. Aziraphale couldn’t help but yip at the tickle, how frustratingly embarrassing, and finally he snapped.

Aziraphale whipped around, grabbing his leather collar and pushing Crowley’s chest towards the door, leading him back towards the living room.

The demon’s eyes were wide,“Gotten impatient, have you? Someone can’t handle a little—oh-!” Crowley yelped as he stumbled backwards, “Ohohoh, excited are we?”

Aziraphale wore a smug grin as he used more force to push Crowley against the couch, “You’re very persistent.”

“I try,” Crowley gleamed, leaning his smug head back against his hands, “I mean it worked, right?”

Aziraphale just hummed, crawling on Crowley’s waist with his intentions seeming obvious. The demon chuckled, prideful over another successful temptation. He pressed his hands into Aziraphale’s thighs, smoothing the pants with his palms.

Aziraphale gently took Crowley’s wrists, bringing them above Crowley’s head and meeting their faces in the middle. “Oh, it’s that kinda night, is it?” Crowley mumbled against Aziraphale’s lips. He felt the weight lift off his wrists, but since it seemed his angel was taking a more, mhm, controlling role tonight, he kept his hands where they were.

Aziraphale said nothing in return, if only humming in affirmation. After all, he was a little busy making sure his hands tracked down the demon's body to that verrrry specific spot on his lower ribs. And Crowley remained none the wiser, still caught in trying to keep his hands up and off Aziraphale (which was agonizingly hard, how he’d love to stroke his soft cheek with his thumb, or scratch along his back, or maybe even keep up his cheeky streak and tickle his—)

“GahK-“ Crowley choked, nearly biting Aziraphale in the lip. He jerked, pinned under Aziraphale’s weight as he felt fingers pinching into his fucking ribs, that sneaky little- “Wahait angel!”

“None of that. You were being particularly annoying just moments ago,” Aziraphale tutted with a smile, fighting to keep his fingers under those ribs as Crowley wriggled and squirmed and laughed. “I shouldn’t be rewarding such pestering behavior, now should I?”

“Yohou cuhunt-!,” Crowley cackled, his hands pushing and slapping weakly against Aziraphale’s, which had now moved to squeezing against his very ticklish belly. “Ahaha-! Hahaha nohoho!”r

“You aren’t helping your case any, Crowley~,” Aziraphale sing-songed, poking his fingers up and down Crowley’s sensitive torso, which made him squirm like a giggly worm on a hook, his hands mainly just gripping onto Aziraphale’s sleeves at this point for something to hold onto. Aziraphale smiled down at his giggling frame fondly, “What would help you, however, is. a proper apology.”

Crowley scoffed through his giggles (it came out more like a choke but thankfully Aziraphale didn’t tease him about it), shaking his head from side to side. “Make me-ehehee!”

“Oh now you’re asking for it,” Aziraphale took Crowley’s batting hands with relative ease and hid them under his knees, pinning him down fully. Crowley felt a zing through his chest, digging his heels into the couch despite no longer being tickled just because he needed something, anything to put his anxious (excited) energy toward.

“Hhhmmmmhh,” Crowley hummed through a nervous giggle, refusing to look Aziraphale in the eyes. Hopefully his lips don’t bleed from how hard he was biting them.

Aziraphale looked so smug above him, cheeky grin and all. “Say you’re sorry. I won’t even make you do the dance.”

Crowley chuckled in his throat, “Not happenin’.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Nope,” Crowley popped.

“I think you will.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because I happen to know…” Aziraphale placed soft fingertips against the skin where Crowley’s shirt rode up, his lower belly quivering at the gentle touch. Crowley’s face scrunched hard, and Aziraphale only smiled harder, “…that being gentle with you makes for a most delicious torture.”

Crowley stood no chance holding back his whine. “You’re being mean, angel. I don’t even know what I should be ap-ahha—apohohologizing—wahahait, wait just gimme a secohohond—!”

Aziraphale had just barely grazed his nails against the soft skin, back and forth against that pant line and, and, and—God, how did you make an angel this demonic?!

“Such a sensitive demon,” back and forth, a single-finger scribble inside that awful hip pocket, and Crowley tittered as he felt his face heat to an unreasonable degree. “So, are we going to keep name calling, Crowley?”

Aziraphale brought both hands into his evil equation, fluttering against his hips with a gentle ferocity that sent Crowley into a horribly embarrassing giggle fit. He kicked against the arm of the couch, his body too long and his nerves far too alight to keep still.

“Angel plehehease.” Oh how he hated that word. Aziraphale hummed, his laughter sounded so pretty when it was laced with those desperate giggles.

“Please…?” He gave a quick pinch to those hips, a flustered cackle escaping Crowley’s chest before bringing his fingers up to barely flutter against Crowley’s lower ribs. Fuck Aziraphale for knowing him so well.

“Nonononohohohoho you bihihitch!” Crowley squirmed and shook, hair a tousled mess and cheeks dusted a pretty pink in his delighted embarrassment.

Aziraphale sighed dramatically, pinching the ribs, “Oh well…” except this time the pinches didn’t stop, gentle and precise as they plucked against each and every rib. Crowley couldn’t stop the cackles and giggles and snorts and whines and fuck…maybe this was worth all the fuss it took to get here.

Crowley laughed and laughed, spewing curses here and there as his ribs were plucked and poked, his belly scribbled, curse his fucking waistline for being so damn sensitive—

“Ahahangel-! I—fuhuhuhuck!—I cahahant!” Crowley pulled at his hand, those fingers poking delicately along his waist and around towards his back making words very hard right now.

“A break, love?” Aziraphale asked so sweetly as if he wasn’t breaking Crowley down bit by bit, one sensitive nerve ending at a time.

“Yes-!” Crowley squeaked as Aziraphale pinched his sides just to be cruel. But of course, Aziraphale pulled away, giving his belly a warm rub that only an angel could make feel so good.

Aziraphale kissed his cheek tenderly. Crowley scrunched his neck instinctively. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Crowley,” he whispered in his ear like Crowley had done just a bit ago to him. Crowley was still giggling at the slight contact, twitchy and unsure if it was over for good or if this was really just a break. Maybe a really short one with how long Aziraphale’s been lingering at his devastingly ticklish ears.

“A-Angel, the ears” He squirmed his head, shoulders as scrunched as they could go with his hands pinned by his sides.

“Mmm, yes I’m aware. I did say a break, no?”

“Ffffuck you’ll kill me there,” Crowley said, a breath away from another giggle fit.

“What an unusually adorable death for a demon of your stature,” Aziraphale teased. He kissed the sensitive ear, unable to hold back a chuckle at Crowley’s squeak. He kissed again, and again, light as he dragged his soft lips against the shell, relishing in Crowley’s growing giggles.

“Oh fuhuhuck.”

“So incessant with the cursing. It’s almost like you want me to keep going.”

[eybefioro]

Weekly fic rec, by yours truly...

Especial edition: BELOVED WIPS!

Hm. I should probably take out the "weekly" part of my fic recs lol I haven't been able to keep it weekly. The recs actually take a fair amount of time and mental space because I enjoy going in depth in what I feel/think, and these past few weeks have been 💫chaotic💫. But alas. I still want to share fic recs. Maybe I'll call them random fic recs or something. I'll see.

Anyways. Until now, I haven't recommended many longer fics (I have trouble being succinct and on point with fics, I ramble a lot. With longer ones it's even worse... how could I fit in a few paragraphs the experience when there's so MUCH to talk about?) and WIPs which is a crime. So this time I will rec 3 WIPs I'm following!! You have a 100% chance of finding me screaming in the comments of these works, bc they're truly marvelous!

Drive me to the moon by CaptainBlou and Elenthya

Rated E, ~23k words (for now!)

My tags: captivating, sweet, emotional

Summary:

At GOMENS, world-renowned sports brand and sponsor, one takes pride in endorsing the UK’s most talented athletes. On the other hand, one would like to ignore the fact that their two top of the bill, Aziraphale and Crowley, have heartily hated each other since the day they met. But what should be expected, when one knows these two? Aziraphale is a professional dancer, Crowley a rally driver. While the former switches between fierce competitions and prestigious stages, the other goes from one track to another across the world, clearing out every prize from behind the wheel of his racing car. Two beings, two worlds, two universes that everything should keep apart. But an unprecedented charity event is getting set up at GOMENS, and quickly, their own athletes will have to compete with and assist each other in turns. Two worlds, two personalities. But if they want to run for a cause that matters to the both of them, Crowley and Aziraphale are going to have to find an Arrangement.

THIS FIC. HAS ME ON CHOKEHOLD. I love it so much. I'm loving to read Crowley and Aziraphale finding eachother because they want to win a race. I didn't know I needed racer!crowley in my life, but I needed it. And the fact that they're nb speaks to me on another level. It is good to read a nb character being a loved, successful, and charismatic racer. And that doesn't mean they don't go through shit, and @captainblou addresses it wonderfully. And dancer!Aziraphale is so... amazing and human, honestly. I love the conflict he has between his craft/skills and his own perception of self. How he puts effort into being confident and brave despite his own hangups. Look, Blou's writing is a joy. It is really so good and emotional, and - I will stop now, JUST GO READ IT AND YOU'LL UNDERSTAND. The characters feel real and alive. Also!!! ALSO I CANT FORGET. THIS FIC HAS ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE AMAZING @searchingforakeythatdoesntexist . Her art is so good 😭😭😭 I can't begin to describe it.

Love As A Hallway And Several Novelty Mugs by holyflyingswisscheese

Rated T, ~25k words (for now!)

My tags: funny, light and sweet

Summary:

“You’re not…” Aziraphale trailed off warily, glancing at the hallway behind Crowley. Crowley nodded in grim confirmation. “E-33. Just next door,” he said with a sigh, motioning to his classroom a few paces down the hallway. “We’re fucking neighbours.” ... Science Teacher Crowley and English Teacher Aziraphale have hated each other for years, kept sane only by the distance separating Aziraphale's English classroom from Crowley's lab. When all that is undone because of renovations in the Science block, Crowley ends up placed right next to Aziraphale for the upcoming school year. What will it take to shatter the reasons behind their resentment and make them realise just how wrong they've been about each other?

I love @howmanyholesinswisscheese writing so much. The way he describes the feelings, the ambience, the setting is so lively, heartfelt. He says he doesn't write poetry, but he goes poetic so FAST. There's a paragraph in chapter 5 about Aziraphale's crow feet and laughter that just... is so beautiful. And this fic is so funny!!! I love how they bicker and are reluctant to share space but end up finding middle ground. How Aziraphale really tries to extend an olive branch and succeeds... how their friendship blossoms. It's such a good read, and so light and fluffy. I love it sm.

Sky Clear Blue by klikandtuna

Rated E, ~23k words (for now!)

My tags: enchanting, curious, emotional

Summary:

The collaborative brainchild of myself and @suzypfonne! This human AU features time travel/fuckery, neurodivergent Tenth-Doctor-coded Crowley, closeted Regency-era Aziraphale, lots of familiar faces, humor, angst, and FUN (both innocent and steamy). Join me on a new adventure! New chapters will be posted every Tuesday and Friday! (No, really. I promise.) Cover art by me 💛 (The Dream Team is back — myself writing, @suzypfonne beta-reading, and @sparkyshinymagpie coding the social-media conversations)

The first fic I've read of @klikandtuna was find the light (a recently finished wip! So double rec!) and it was delightful – such a hopeful story! So I was super excited to this one and let me tell you... it is so AMAZING. Really. The descriptions are magical, the concept is so interesting. I'm so curious to see we're this is going! I love how colourful Crowley is in this (as the author said to me, he has a lot from starmaker!crowley) while still being Crowley... and Aziraphale is caught in so many conflicts. Gosh I am so excited for the next chapters. Go read it!!!

These fics have been a source of joy for me 💛 reading them one chapter at time for some reason makes them even more special in my heart.

[delioncourtes]

✨ GOMENS FIC RECS ✨

i asked for people's favorite fics and sharing is caring :)

(i included my own recs as well)

feel free to reblog and add more!

❤️ recommended by @oldzhishen ❤️

Crown of Thorns series by irisbleufic (rating G-E)

This series was never intended to be a series as such: I wrote "A Better Place" in the wake of rather accidentally getting to ask a certain question (What are Aziraphale and Crowley doing on the South Downs, anyway?) of both authors within a week of each other back in 2005 and actually getting an answer (Sharing a cottage), thinking it'd just be a happy little one-off. But something curious happened when my Good Omens Exchange 2010 assignment resulted in "The Walls, the Wainscot, and the Mouse." From that point onward, interest in this little 'verse slowly, but steadily picked up momentum, and I kept finding more stories to tell. Some of the characters that appear herein (Phillippa [Pippa] Morrison, the Mouse, Amanda [Mandy] Tomlin, Uriel, Raphael, et al.) first turned up in my one and only attempt at a second-Apocalypse dark mirror universe, A Crown of Stars (AO3 posting of same) and its follow-ups, which predates this series considerably. The two universes parallel each other, but this one is, for our purposes, post novel-canon and set in our reality. That's pretty much what you need to know. Thank you all for continuing to read and also for giving this project life. I'll continue to add stories and ficlets until I run out of ideas or until my heart stops (whichever comes first)! The current existing pieces are complete; the series overall is ongoing on an as-and-when basis, which means that the time between additions may be weeks or months or, in rare instances, up to a year.

Madman and a Fool by loserchildhotpants (rating E)

God considers Crowley's unyielding pining for Aziraphale, his acts during the End of the World, and his very genuine desire to protect Aziraphale, worth rewarding. She can't make him an Angel again, but She can nudge Aziraphale in the right direction. If nothing else, She'd really just like Crowley to stop using Her prayer inbox for endless soliloquies about Aziraphale.

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm (rating T)

As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following: --His clothing was expensive and stylish; --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne; --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;” --He looked angry; --He was wearing sunglasses. What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

A Home at the Beginning of the World by stereobone (rating E)

"Oh," Aziraphale says. "I think Crowley might have moved in with me."

For the Angel Who Has Everything by triedunture (rating E)

Crowley likes giving Aziraphale things. Whatever he wants, actually. Which, happily, includes Crowley himself, as it turns out.

I'm the treasure baby, I'm the prize by stereobone (rating E)

"Are you working for Mrs. Sandwich?" Nina asks. "No," Crowley says. "Well, yes. Well, define 'working'." -- Or, Crowley is very good at faking sex work, as it turns out.

🧡 recommended by @reloha 🧡

let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster) by thehoyden (rating T)

Aziraphale saw him sometimes in all-staff meetings, sitting toward the front but off to the side, lounging against a wall. Even then, he’d had style—wings tipped in gold and face painted with gold flakes in the pattern of the first constellation he designed. He was amazing, and eye-catching, and it was no exaggeration to say that he did not know Aziraphale even existed.

You'll Find Something Waiting (Right There Where You Left It) by PrimalBeatsOurHearts (rating T)

"Lets go in the Garden, "You'll find something waiting" "Right there where you left it" "Lying upside down" ------------ Or What if Crowley was Erased from The Book Of Life?

Moving Forward While Standing Still by Justanothernerdsstuff (rating G)

“Uh, yeah, sure! Thanks,” They replied and walked away, not sure why this specific book was so important to the angry man, but they were £50 richer, so they didn’t really care. Crowley flipped through the book, stalling making the decision to go into the bookshop to confront Muriel. He turned to walk away, stopped, groaned, and stalked his way into the bookshop. *** Crowley finds himself at Give Me Coffee Or Give Me Death a month after Aziraphale left to run Heaven, and ends up back at the bookshop, something he never planned to do again.

7 minutes in heaven by waddlesthejoghog (rating T)

"If Crowley and Aziraphale couldn’t figure it out, Muriel would have to take a different approach. It wasn’t enough to put them in the same location. They had to plant some seeds of conversation. They had to come to a conclusion naturally, but with a push." OR Muriel reads every book in the shop, then comes up with a plan to get Aziraphale and Crowley back together.

In the Pocket of the Universe by indieninja92 (rating E)

Immediately after the church scene (and The Slow Zoom of Homosexual Panic), Aziraphale takes Crowley out for dinner in the only place still open in the middle of an air raid. Feelings closely follow.

How to Run a Bookshop by IneffableDoll (rating T)

Muriel has been running Aziraphale’s bookshop ever since his promotion Upward. Mr. Crowley seems intent on sticking around, and Muriel has no idea what to do about that. Then, Muriel stumbles upon a collection of sketchbooks full of a familiar redhead. Did…Aziraphale draw these? Has Mr. Crowley seen them? * (“No. No. Put that back.” “Oh, but isn’t it cute? A little cup with wings! I don’t suppose it can fly like those birds can? I don’t see what a cup needs wings for, really.” “You can’t use that.” “Of course not! These wings are too small for me, and I have my own if I want to get around.” “Wh – okay, first off, you can’t go flying about London. You’ll freak people out, cause a bunch of chaos – actually, you know what, do what you like. Heaven if I care. But don’t touch that mug.” “Is it dangerous?” “…No. But it’s not yours. And it’s not polite to use something that’s not yours. Not very angelic of you.” “Oh! Of course. I knew that.”)

💛 recommended by @cheeekycharchar 💛

Together We're Golden series by Guardian_Rose (rating G-T)

Crowley & Aziraphale move to a small town, into their own little cottage but it's not without its difficulties.

True Disaster by NuriaSchnee (rating E)

After Crowley saves him in 1941, Aziraphale realises he's fallen in love with the demon. Scared this dangerous feeling of his will cause problems to his friend, he tries to break their relationship. However, his plan to push the demon away fails and they end up admitting their feelings to each other. To be able to be together and keep it a secret, Crowley stops time every time they meet. However brilliant this seems at first, it doesn't take long to backfire, opening new wounds and raising more barriers between them.

Nanny Knows Best by DictionaryWrites (rating M)

Being a nanny, that should be simple. Simple. Easy as pie. Crowley wished that were true.

💚 recommended by yours truly 💚

Strange Moons series by racketghost (rating G-E)

“At least they were together for a time,” Crowley says, staring at the lit end of his cigarette, “maybe that’s enough.”

tales from a bookshop by Rizandace (rating T)

Post-season-two. Crowley's moping, Aziraphale wants to fix things, and turns out, there's enough blame to go around. ----- "You're being ridiculous." Crowley very nearly falls over. Like, actually. He very nearly loses balance for no reason at all and tumbles to the sidewalk next to his car. He’s been playing Aziraphale’s voice in his head for weeks, he’s been trying very hard to drown out the sound of it, in fact, and now suddenly, abruptly— “What are you doing here,” is all he can think to say. He whirls around, and there he is. on Crowley’s right, standing there like he’d never left. Where he belongs, Crowley’s mind helpfully supplies. He wishes he could punch himself in the brain, knock the thoughts right on out of there.

Meanwhile the World Goes On by lineslines (rating G)

Crowley looked at him. He was still wearing his suit, there was tartan in it, but it had become polished, the worn edges returned to pristine, boring perfection. He looked prim. Proper. Perhaps this hurt most of all. (Crowley is on earth, Aziraphale is not. Meanwhile the world goes on. Plans, great and possibly ineffable, are set into motion. They are--always, inevitably--drawn back together. Long before reconciliation, long before they can bear it. The only thing they can bear less is staying apart. Oh, and Heaven seems to have misplaced Jesus.)

So You Need To Get Into A.Z. Fell & Co.; Now What? (A Guide For Unfortunate Bookworms) by c4llistrad (rating G)

London’s antique enthusiasts and rare lit nerds alike know that if you’re looking for a specific vintage or antique book, you have a good chance of ending up in A.Z. Fell & Co. as a last resort. And if you’ve ever been in (or are currently in) this predicament, you know how much of an absolute nightmare it is trying to even get in the door. Luckily, this handy guide, the fruit of a months-long collaborative effort to create the perfect formula for gaming the A.Z. Fell system, will tell you everything you need to know, complete with a comprehensive breakdown of what, exactly, the opening hours are. Compiled by pageknight and inky of the Rare Antique Forums.

Like Icarus Before Me by Arokel (rating T)

If Aziraphale were a Good person, a virtuous person, he wouldn’t have taken Crowley’s hand at all. Aziraphale muses on the nature of Goodness, and finally shares those musings with Crowley.

It's Something Like a Corkscrew by Arokel (rating G)

“How do you live with this… this inevitability? This knowledge of what’s to come?”

So let us melt by Arokel (rating G)

Of the two of them, Crowley thinks Aziraphale has held on to more of his faculties than Crowley has, but then again, he is putting off angelic heat like a particularly virtuous furnace.

So Much to be Consoled as to Console by Arokel (rating T)

“What are you,” Crowley drawled, “the patron saint of queer kids?” A series of lost souls over the centuries who prayed, whether they knew it or not, to the Angel Aziraphale.

Factory Settings by Anonymous (rating T)

Crowley gets reinstated as an angel.

such surpassing brightness by bibliocratic (rating G)

The revelation that Aziraphale might have been in love with him for thousands of years is surprising. The fact that literal books have been written on the subject comes as even more of a shock.

knowing this will I reach for you by Aria (rating E)

It wasn't as though his interest in Aziraphale was entirely appropriate. Of course it wasn't bloody appropriate. He was consorting with the Enemy, nothing about it was appropriate.

The Sandford Flower Show by Mussimm (rating E)

Crowley had waited six thousand years, kept it all in check. But this was the slipperiest slope he’d ever set foot on and as soon as he’d indulged in a few discretionary acts of kindness he was falling face first into pining, tumbling into flirting, about to dislocate his knees on the sharp rocks of intimacy. Was this really it? What he had waited six thousand years for? A stupid flower show? Aziraphale wasn’t pulling away from him. Maybe… maybe this time he wouldn’t? Maybe they’d hold hands again. Maybe tonight with a bottle of merlot in them he’d finally work up the courage and just kiss him and he wouldn’t pull away. The very moment he’d thought it he spotted the problem at the flower show.

you knew my name on sight by brinnanza (rating G)

“This wasn’t me, you know,” Crowley says, the words out of his mouth before he’s made the conscious choice to utter them. “Not just the library, but the whole civil war. You know me; I’ve mostly been getting drunk at Bacchanals.” “I know,” says Aziraphale.

The Longest Night series by charlottemadison (rating T-E)

The night the Apocalypse doesn't happen, an angel and a demon share a bus bench on the way home to face their fates. This is the story of their evening spun out line by line, all the little moments that carried them through the night they knew might be their last.

Witness the Fall by Waifine (rating G)

Crowley never talked about his time as an angel. Aziraphale never asked. But when Hell sends Crowley a package containing his most painful memories, it is Aziraphale who is plunged into the nightmare history of when his beloved friend, the angel who had once been Crowley, was hurled from the Heavens into the bowels of Hell.

An Angel who did not so much Fall In Love as Settle Into It Gradually by TheLadyZephyr (rating G)

Crowley was standing in the middle of the room, hands in his pockets, looking a little lost. Aziraphale eyed the distance between them. Five steps. Five steps, and six thousand years, and a battlefield spanning an eternity. The story of the little moments over the millennia that shape an angel’s regard for a demon, and the way he slowly, with great reluctance but inevitable surety, falls in love.

This Soul Outstreaming by Rend_Herring (rating E)

“Why did you come here?” Aziraphale interrupts. “Why do you keep doing this?” All the saving, he means, all the chasing after Aziraphale he does. It can’t only be that he’s not keen to endure a replacement. That can’t be it, not anymore. He’s going to get himself in trouble, and then it’ll be Aziraphale’s fault. Crowley’s mouth shuts with a click. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, reaches for the handle of the fork and taps his fingertips against it before setting his hands in his lap. When he speaks, it’s very soft. “Don’t you know?” he asks. Aziraphale, unnaccustomed to his heart refusing to translate why it throbs with such haste, shakes his head.

a lighthouse (burning) by books-and-omens (rating M)

In good weather, one can see the lighthouse at the Rock from the shore: a dot on the horizon, a distant star flashing red and white and red again. It’s been dark for a fortnight, of course—ever since the incident that every newspaper had breathlessly written about, that the paper-boys on the corners had shouted themselves hoarse over. This is where Aziraphale is headed: it is his duty, after all, to find out what happened, to make sure that the beacon can be safely lit once again. He does not expect Crowley to follow him to the windswept isle, to the lonely lighthouse at what could just as well be the edge of the world. Crowley follows him anyway.

paint the skies by ToEdenandBackAgain (rating G)

“This was one of yours, wasn’t it?” Aziraphale remarks casually, and Crowley feels like the warmth of the room has been sucked into space. A cold, uneasy feeling begins to creep into his gut. One of yours thrown out so casually. One of yours said like he... like he knew “What.”

Good Endings by WyvernQuill (rating T)

A Narrative of Certain Events following the Ending of the World (Except Not Quite), as vaguely hinted at in The Slapdash and Not Very Helpful Prophetic Tidbit of Agnes Nutter, Witch (And Matchmaker.) "Their lives are in horrible, terrible danger that only we can save them from!" Anathema held up the Prophetic Tidbit. "It says so. Right here." Madame Tracy peered at the page. Raised a meaningful eyebrow. "Dearie, as a woman of, well, considerable experience, I really don't think that's what 'the lyttle Deathe' means in this context..." "Huh." Anathema squinted. Flipped the page. Read another bit. "....huh." (Or, alternatively: Eight - give or take - matchmakers trying really, really hard, honest; two clueless ethereal/occult beings mutually pining their endless days away; and one witch, who can't leave well enough alone when it comes to matters of the heart, no matter how many centuries ago she died.)

If We've Got Nothing (We've Got Us) by Kedreeva (rating G)

Two months after the failed apocalypse Aziraphale finds the first dark feather growing in his wings. A story about middle grounds, ineffable plans, and what happens when the world doesn't end.

lit in the darkness by ToEdenandBackAgain (rating M)

Aziraphale returns to Crowley's flat for the night after Armageddon. After all, it's hardly the first time they've shared sleeping arrangements. Or: Times throughout history Crowley and Aziraphale have shared a bed.

💙 recommended by @vonlipwig 💙

Petrichor & Parchment by MrsNoggin (rating E)

“Mr. Crowley, I presume?” Aziraphale asked in lieu of an introduction, which was not forthcoming. The guy hadn’t even removed his sunglasses. Oh God, he had a tattoo on his face. Aziraphale wasn’t one to judge, but… what kind of gardener had a snake tattoo on his face?

💜 recommended by @darthbreezy 💜

post-professional endeavours by darcylindbergh (rating T)

Retirement is a four-letter word.

💗 recommended by @thegeekyartist 💗

Fire, Bridges, and other Sensible Idioms by KiaraMGrey (rating E)

To: The person who stopped the washer in the middle of my wash cycle and took my clothes out just to wash your own… You are an arsehole! Unfortunately for you, so am I. You can find your wet clothes frozen outside in the snow. If you have any problems with this, come see me in 301. or Aziraphale has a new neighbor, and they certainly don't start off on the right foot.

❤️ recommended by @weiwnxian ❤️

Any Other Name by mostlyanything19 (rating T)

“The Angel of the Eastern Gate.” Crawly grins. “What’s your name, anyway? You never said.” “Oh...” Apologies, Aziraphael almost says, but then he doesn’t. That would be taking things a bit too far. This is still the Enemy. “Aziraphael.” “Aziraphael,” repeats Crawly—or tries to, because halfway through the word he chokes. Quite badly. Or: What if Aziraphale’s name was originally "Aziraphael", in keeping with the conventional spelling and pronunciation of angel names, but because of its divine nature Crowley is physically unable to say it out loud.

[mokisano]

Osuke Neko-Kun | Yarichin Bitch Club x Male reader [Chapter 1]

cw: Threesome, male sex, blow jobs, creampies, hate fuck, mating press, possible polyamorous relationship, mostly Ayato Yuri x Reader, Platonic relationships, oral sex, fingering, anal, BDSM, gangbang, sex toys eg. vibrators, pegging, rough sex, fluff, mentions and light descriptions of abuse

Summary: The new transfer student, [Name] [Last Name], has been moved to study at the 'great' all-boys boarding school Morimori Academy and has been quite excited to meet his best friends from middle school Yuri Ayato and Tamura Yui, especially Yuri, thinking nothing has changed from the year they haven't seen each other but oh boy is he wrong. Everything he seemed to once know about them has changed once he joined the school's Photography Club.

He's in for a hell of a ride. Literally.

People who identify as Female and minors DNI! This is not for you! If older female readers are looking for a Yari-bu x Reader I suggest reading 'That Girl' by @mozumon! This story will also have major spoilers for the manga so read with caution! I don’t own the characters, all were originally made and written by Ogeretsu Tanaka.

Everything felt so warm and soft as if your bed was just hugging your body as you rested quietly. Well until one of the cleaners busted into your room thinking you were ready and already down stairs getting your shoes on.

"Oh my! Master [Name]! I'm so sorry! Goodness-" She stuttered as she fumbled with the cleaning equipment in her hands as you sat up quickly from your bed half asleep but somehow had adrenaline in your veins.

The poor woman kept going on as you rubbed your eyes and combed your hair back with your hand as you glanced around you almost 'empty' room since you'd already done your packing which were only essential items "I, I thought you were already gone- or getting ready to leave!"

"Wait-" You then said, sleep still evident in your voice, the way your voice sounded almost scaring the poor cleaning woman alone, "What time is it?"

"U,uh...8:10 am I think young master-"

"8:10?!" you suddenly shouted as you grabbed your phone from charge and checked the time for yourself as the middle-aged woman looked like her soul left her body from your sudden outburst.

"I'm going to be late! Really late!" You shouted, since your home was a couple of minutes away from the academy, as you got out of bed and the poor cleaning woman slowly backed out of your room to give you space as you messily shoved your uniform onto yourself and brushed your hair. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be on your phone late last night.

Once you looked presentable you grabbed your things you ran to the door but suddenly stopped and glanced at your electric guitar that was placed neatly next to its case, contemplating if you should bring it before groaning and running out of your room to brush your teeth and get to the front door at a good time, leaving a dazed cleaner leaning onto the wall as she watched you run down the stairs.

You were tugging at the back of your shoe to make sure it was on properly before seeing the cleaning woman near the stairs, about to go back to cleaning before smiling and waving at you.

"Dōmo arigatōgozaimasu!" You thanked the kind woman before leaving the house in a rush causing the woman to shake her head and laugh.

You were almost out of breath as you got to the car that was waiting for you for almost an hour and a half, the driver's face full of stress and annoyance once you got in. You couldn't blame him.

"I'm so sorry sir! Please hurry!" You managed to breath out as you caught your breath.

"Alright alright! Just stop breathing so loudly.."

"Gomen!"

You bowed deeply to the driver once you arrived at the school gates, the time was just fine leaving you enough time to run to get your information and get to your homeroom and not look tardy on your 'first' day of school.

This was technically the other first year's have been their much more longer than you since your father was home-schooling you because he thought letting you go to a normal school was messing with your brain. Which it didn't but thank the heavens he gave you a chance.

"Enough already, just go." The driver then said with a small smile as he waved his hand outside the window of the car at you while you nodded. Making your way quickly down the empty halls of the school and reaching the place where you were given your things, hoping your things were already in your dorm.

"Come in!" a gentle voice would call from behind the door as you knocked before you opened it to show a kind-looking man in his early 20s, he had dark hair and ocean blue eyes and a welcoming smile as he sat behind a desk and computer.

"Ah! Good morning you must be Mr [Last Name] [Name] yes?" He asked, his voice as sweet as honey, a small smile on his face as you nodded. His fingers typed quite quickly as he searched for your information on the school's database.

"Alright, your homeroom will be 1-D, this will be your dorm key and this will be your schedule!" He then continued as he handed you your things, handing you another pair of the keys since it was normal for some first years to misplace their first set. "Now you should hurry off now. You don't want to be late."

You just nodded before leaving the room like your life depended on it, you really wanted to get this over and done with. Introductions are one of the worst things about the first days. It would've been so much easier if you came in on the actual first day...

As you got closer to the classroom door you could hear some faint voice before seeing the teacher at his desk before making eye contact with you, causing you to flinch ever so slightly. God why did his head move so quick...it was like he knew you were there.

The man soon got up, which none of the students cared about as he went to talk to you. God...let's pray this goes by quickly.

"Ah..." You mumbled out on impulse as you glanced at everyone in the room, your nerves getting the best of you before your teacher cleared his throat, as if telling you to go on.

"I am [Last Name] [Name], I recently transferred to MoriMori Academy. I like making music and playing guitar. Please take care of me." you said, a small blush coming onto your cheeks as you fiddled with your sleeves, all their eyes making you uncomfortable, as you did a small bow.

"Thank you [Name]-san, please take a seat next to Toono-san." the teacher said with a nod as the brown-haired boy called Toono raised his hand and gave you a smile. You returned and quickly sat next to him while the teacher started to talk as you did a little victory scream in your mind for successfully surviving the introduction.

"Hi, I'm Toono Takashi, I'm also a transfer student but you probably already know heh." The brown-haired boy that sat next to you greeted you with the same kind smile, his eyes were a beautiful emerald green and his hair looked soft and like you could fall asleep from just touching it.

You just chuckled softly behind your hand as you took in his features and nodded "And you probably know who I am. It's nice to meet you Toono-"

"Toono-san, [Name]-san you both can get to know each other AFTER, thank you." the teacher then said causing some chuckles and laughs to come from the others while Toono's face started to turn red while you sighed and looked to the side, embarrassed that you were caught.

You both apologised softly before looking at each other and laughing it off quietly. It's nice to know there is someone you know in your homeroom you could talk to. And not long after your other classes began, joy!

You had your head on your desk with a groan as the class ended and the students got ready to leave to have lunch with their friends while Toono got up and went over to you with a empathetic look and tapped your shoulder.

"Are you okay [Name]?" He said with a awkward smile as you raised your hair from the table, your bangs getting messed up in the process, letting out a hum before seeing a orange haired boy walk up to you both with a small skip in his step. And you could just tell that he was VERY well liked.

"Toono! Wanna have lunch with me?" the ginger haired boy asked with one of the most sweetest smiles you've ever seen, not seeming to notice you.

"Ah- Well I'd love too!" Toono replied with a small blush on his cheeks, but hey! you don't judge, as he talked to him while you just sat there akwardly looking to the side as you fixed your hair until you heard the orange haired boy say something.

"Ah~! Sorry! You must be the new transfer student right? I'm Yaguchi Kyousuke. But you can call me Yacchan! I hope we can be friends." Yacchan said with angelic smile, his chocolate brown eyes having a golden glow in the sunlight. Now you understood why Toono was blushing, this man wasn't just kind and popular...HE'S AN ANGEL!

"Ah- I'm [Last Name] [Name], but I think you already know aha...It's nice to meet you." you said awkwardly once again as you rubbed the back of your neck as your started to admire his features once again.

"Have you decided on a club you're going to join?" Yacchan then asked making Toono turn to you with a odd expression but you just ignored it for now.

"Well... I heard there was a Photography Club in this school but if there is a music club I'd love to join tha-"

"MUSIC YES!" Toono then said loudly with a shaky smile making you both look at the brown haired boy. "I mean, music club sounds like a perfect club for you [Name]!" he'd then say clearing his throat after that random outburst while you laughed it off.

"I'd agree with Toono if it wasn't full already..." Yacchan then said with a soft tone as he looked at Toono then you, smiling apologetically, "But I'm sure the Photography Club is in need for more members-"

"NO! I mean-" Toono then paused realizing he shouted again, causing the poor boy to blush embarrassedly and laugh to himself.

"Aw do you not want to be in the same club as [Name], Toono?" Yacchan said in a teasing tone as a small smirk grew onto his face, leaning closer to him while Toono tried to find the right words. The scene in general making you laugh.

"What no! It'd be great to have [Name] in my club it's just- there are so many other clubs that can work with music!" he said as you looked at him with a deadpan expression "Yeah like what?"

"..."

"That's what I thought, plus it doesn't sound that bad!"

"Are you really sure? It's just...never mind but are you sure?"

"Toono...Plus I'm sure next year there will be a space in the music club." You sighed out, leaving Yacchan to giggle at the little conversation, while Toono just nodded in a defeated way.

"And since we'll share the same club soon you've gotta help we register for it!" you said in a childlike manner as you got up from you seat as playfully punched Toono's shoulder to which you internally shouted at yourself for while Toono nodded again but more willing to help you, his smile less shaky as well.

"Oh yeah! Would you like to sit with us too [Name]?" Yacchan then invited you, tilting his head slightly making you think of a cat.

"You really should! We're having Yacchan's cousin join as well!" Toono then added, Yacchan looking to the side with a unreadable look on his face once Toono mentioned his cousin but who were you to pass up an opportunity like that? "Sure! It's better than walking around the place alone!"

"Great! Cmon~" Yacchan then said, seemingly going back to normal as he held onto your sleeve gently, making you blush as the unexpected act but it made you smile either way.

'This is going amazing~ I'll see you soon Yuri!'

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[akkivee]

ik i’m not that stage btch but i’m going to pretend i am for a second and do this thread of questions lmao

1. so far, which stage play is your favourite and why??

mine is bb vs dh actually lol!!!!! ofc canon’s btch prefers the more canon stages lol but i also really love how they handled dh’s emotional beats

like!!!!! the rosho vs ichiro as produced by sasara is top tier stage moments!!!!! sasara revealing that rei was on his team and the disbelief on ichiro’s face???? and the way ichiro hit him with that yung thug look when sasara started pry???? sasara being that asshole and setting up the entire fight, cheering on rosho like his personal cheerleader???? rosho demanding (ichiro) to stop look acting like he’s just some side piece/stepping stone to sasara and that’s when ichiro properly looked at rosho, impressed as hell and that’s when their true battle started???? except sasara, the orchestrator may i remind you, could see both rosho and ichiro genuinely getting into it for the thrill of a good battle so he put a stop to it???? AND ROSHO FINALLY CALLING SASARA OUT ON HIS BULLSHIT????? AND SASARA TRIED TO APOLOGISE BUT ROSHO WASNT HAVING IT AND STORMED OFF????? AND SASARA LOOKING AT HIS FAN WHERE THE CHARACTER FOR LAUGH IS WRITTEN ON IT TO REMIND HIMSELF TO SMILE THRU IT ALL BUT HE GENUINELY CANT AND EXITS STAGE LEFT TEARFULLY ohhhhhh i’ve already written an essay and it’s only the first question let me stop lol

2. who's your favourite actor in the first generation cast? (including actors who were recast before graduation) does your favourite actor play your favourite character, or are they different?

i feel like fav actor implies i cared/knew of any of these actors before hypstage which would be very false lmao. but akira-san was a real one and fck nelke for taking his ichiro away from us, ayukawa-san was so adorable and friendly and it made his jakurai genuinely adorkable and fck nelke for making him cry, and hirono-san i will not shut up about if you get me started and fck nelke genuinely 😌

3. which stage original division is your favourite? who is your favourite original division character?

uhhh i think it’s a toss up between north bastard and d4. i love kazu so much y’all don’t even know lmao he’s ichiro’s very own unami; childhood friend who loves him very dearly (*grips heart* i…..icchan….) but has a complicated family situation that drives him to do bad things and he does his best to make sure ichiro stays out of his way bc he doesn’t want to hurt him by doing said bad things but ichiro is stronger than that stronger than him and it makes kazu want to step up so he can stand on the same stage as ichiro again AUUUUUUUUUUUGH KAZUUUUUUU—

and d4 being written as characters from the worst sides of tdd is so ingenious bro wtf 😭😭😭😭 ibuki’s drive for revenge for his older brother vs the side of him that’s just a really nice guy???? arima’s unmatched violence and the way they portrayed it as a weapon with focus???? jyobu being so into ill doc the assassin and therefore never letting sensei forget his roots???? rindo being the og chuuoku spy and therefore ramuda’s discarded predecessor???? bruh 😭😭😭😭😭😭

4. did you watch any of the 1st gen cast seiyuu x haiyuu division leader cross talks? which was your favourite?

i watched all of them and went out of my way to record the hayama✖️hirono one bc i’m very not normal about it lmao

5. did you watch any of the new cast seiyuu x haiyuu division cross talks? which was the best for you?

i watched all of them and i watch the bat one what feels like every other week lmao. i also watch the mtc one religiously lmao

6. which rep lives did you watch? which one was your favourite, and what performances or moments did you enjoy from them?

this is completely my fault but i watched all the rep lives except dh’s SFHDASGJKDAAGHJFS gomen 😭😭😭😭😭 my favourite ones were bb for its short story, bat for the performances and mtr for all around best lol. everyone’s best songs came out from the rep lives tho i hope y’all know lol

i remember loading up the mtr stream and i could tell even from being behind the screen the energy in that venue was kinda crazy and the actors were all feeding off of it which gave us some really fantastic performances lol. also 😭😭😭😭 dohifu playing around with jakurai in an adlib scene where ayukawa thru sensei confessed it’d been a very long time since someone goofed off with him like that and he could barely get the sentence out bc he was trying to not laugh and stay in character uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…………

it’s so hard talking about hirono kuukou without feeling like i’ll explode the moment i start lol but his energy levels reaching a frenzied peak where he shouted NAGOYAAAAAAAAAAA until he blacked out mid song kinda leaves an impression on you and how much he loved the role lol

that bb story was so funny lmao hey siri play ‘can’t keep it cool’ by takano akira for how badly ichiro panicked at the thought saburo got a girlfriend and how he roped jiro into pretending he’s the princess of aoyama so he could practice leaving a good impression on her (even tho saburo DID NOT get a girlfriend and quite literally broke down into tears bc his brothers are stupid and it overstimulated tf out of him lol)

7. favourite song and character from track.1:

KAZUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU and my fav song is actually buster bros vs mad trigger crew vs north bastard lol. idk like, that first stage was incredible for a lot of reasons and one of those was showing how masterful the stage is juggling storylines and character beats, depicting the rap battles and all to some banger music

8. favourite song and character from track.2:

*jinpanchi voice* JINPACHI lol he’s my lightning meow meow 🥺🥺🥺 and my fav songs were blast wolf and asakusa bounce!!!!! i attempted to learn blender for the first time after watching ayukawa jakurai dance in that song, i wanted to immortalise that choreographed lean that happens in the song it’s so hhhrrghffgggnnffrff

🎶SEISEI DOUDOU MAKKOU SHOUBU ASAKUSA ONIGAWARA BOMBERSSSSS🎶

SEIYA🙌SOIYA 🙌ASAKUSA 🙌SEIYA 🙌SOIYA 🙌ASAKUSA 🙌ONI 🙌GAWA🙌 RA 🙌HAH!!!!!!!!

EVERY TIME THAT SONG ROLLS UP ON THE PLAYLIST ITS FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

9.favourite song and character from track.3:

i like danjo lol i think he’s horrible and funny!!!! his song i think also stands out to me in that play as well

10.favourite song and performance (and character i guess lol) from track.4:

i uh, don’t really remember any songs in track 4 and i also hate track 4’s main theme *wheeze* i like ramuda in track 4 tho!!! like that is a mean ramuda lol and i always respect someone who tries to make everyone as miserable as they are when provoked lol shout out to jakurai being the actual villain in that play

OH YEAH and who can forget come back to me!!!!! troy bolton wishes he had the power samatoki does in his longing for nemu song lmao

AND WAIT THE PLAY IS COMING BACK TO ME NOW LOL THE SEXY JUTO SONG FT RIO THAT WAS SUCH A BANGER BRO

11.favourite song and character from track.5:

fav character is probably rindo??? or maybe jyobu???? arima deciding gun violence solves everything is so funny tho but ibuki’s ichiro foil-ness is really peak i—

as for songs, uhhhhhhhh all of the themes???? king of kings is peak jailbreak rock like bruh and shout out to the revolution still gives me chills track 5 bro 😩🤌 immaculate work

12.favourite song, performance and moments from DH vs BB:

pls refer to the first question for my answer lmao but i can also add i really liked the reirosho talk date number. i’ve always liked that scene in canon, where rei opens up a little bit to rosho and they both are vulnerable towards each other and getting it in song and dance form with a hell of a lot of jazz was sick lol

13.favourite song, performance and moments from BAT VS M:

i don’t revisit this play much lol but i love the scene where jyushi gets separated from kuukou after they raid fragrance and jyushi has his very own shinjuku meltdown LOL. i also really liked kuukou seeing the error of his ways and in order to fix them, he decides to act like the villain he very well could be lol but jyushi the goober wrecks that vibe and hits him with the funniest kuukou impersonation LOL

14.favourite song, performance and moments from FP vs MTC:

BIZZARE DINNER FT DICE BIZARRE DINNER BI BI BIZARRE DINNER 🎶 FINALLY THE RIODICE CRUMBS THE ACTORS HAD BEEN SEEDING OUT THEMSELVES CAME THRU LOL

15.have you seen New Encounter yet? what did you think of it? who is your favourite new cast member? do they play your favourite character or someone else? what new song do you like most?

i liked new encounter!!!! i haven’t rewatched it since my first few initial watch thrus tho so i can’t remember the music all that well save for the OI OI OI parts in bat’s song and the way nakanishi-san gave it his all to fill the hole hirono kuukou left behind is commendable!!!! but the mtc actors kinda stole the show lol that samajuto cigarette kiss??? the way uehara samatoki beckoned juto over with a grunt and the tilt of his head so he could light em up???? samariou bonding in a different way from canon but hits even harder????

ik it was everyone’s first stage back and it kinda showed but there were plenty of moments that made you think ‘oh they still got it actually’ lol

16.are you going to watch grateful cypher? what do you hope to see from it?

YEAH and i’m most curious about kuukou’s writing as y’know, your local kuukou enthusiast and stalker lol. seven divisions is a lot tho, so i hope there’s focus!!! they know who they want to challenge and they pull thru on it while still feeling like there is enough pie for everyone lol

17.favourite actor, song and character from Renegades of Female:

ALL OF THEM ARE QUEENS and i’m fond of the oriwomen!!!! like i can’t really say i liked the music lol??? i did but i also didn’t lol they were bops but they sang so much but the songs were catchy god why did they sing tho the callbacks tho in nemu’s songs were so powerful otome’s could rally soldiers honobono like yaaaaaasssssss the singing tho—

18.what made you a fan of hypstage? have you ever attended a show in person (or plan to) or watched a live stream?

i’m pretty sure i’ve watched at least one stream for each show except track 5 (i was off the grid) and dh rep live (IM SORRY) i don’t plan to go to jp to watch one either, unless these new gen actors somehow blow my mind in ways the legends era never did. but that’s a tall order bc the legends era defined so much of the characters despite not being canon. it was fun seeing the way the stage grew and how the actors grew into the characters and how it kept evolving until that era’s end

2019 hypmic’s clowned on the stage upon initial announcement bc what story could they possibly tell. well lmao!!!!! track 1 set the story straight and that’s when i knew the stage had magic 😭😭😭😭

19.do you own or collect any hypstage merch? what's your favourite? what confuses you to this day? what's your holy grail item?

not really lol. i own all the dvds in season 1 and track 5 but none of season 2 (which is tragic bc i enjoyed season 2 far more 😭😭😭). i did splurge a little after bop2023 bc i believe in retail therapy lol and i care about them so much 🥺🥺🥺

does hypstage have freaky merch??? or is this bait to talk about the hypstage plastic wrap WHICH IS INGENIOUS BTW

20.have you followed any past or current actors from hypstage and seen their other work? what did you think?

i follow hirono-san wherever i can lol he’ll always be a kuukou and therefore i’ll support him 😌 i also poke around the nmcd actors works and maybe bc he’s such good friends with hirono-san, i often see fukuzawa yuu in my media too lol (he dropped a killer ep recently by the way outside of his usual group y’all should check it out)

(and watch nanashi while you’re at it it’s peak fiction lol)

21.what are your thoughts about the new original division, WESTEND-MAFIA (hachioji division)?

sick designs!!!!! as much as i hate seeing the echoes of the old oridivis lol!!!! i’m excited to see what they cook since they haven’t missed with these oridivis yet lol

22.are there any characters you wish interacted with each other more in the stage plays (or even between the stage and main canons)?

pls go back to my kazu answer from question 3 and tell me that’s not just kuukou rebranded for the stage lol. a best friend who left but suddenly reappeared??? will do anything for family??? admires ichiro’s strength and wants to stand with him on stage again??? snake imagery???? had a really fcking gay duet with ichiro????? i’m so sick they never got to interact together like yeah i get it hypmic is the samatoki ichiro show so everything’s gotta lead back to their dynamic hence why we were getting another stage with north bastard and mtc (and fp lol) but north bastards’s initials are nb and their unifying symbol were green bandanas and green is red’s complimentary colour IT WAS SO OBVIOUS NORTH BASTARD STOLE NAUGHTY BUSTERS FLOW BRO AT LEAST LET KUUKOU AND KAZU HANG OUT LOL

i’m also really sad jakurai and jinpachi never saw each other after their fall out 😕

23.is there an event in the main canon (that is, the audio drama tracks) you hope they cover in the stage plays that hasn't been depicted yet?

i wonder lol!!!! i would have loved a leaders play to balance out having a tdd play in the legends era and ig i can still ride with one now!!!! but where canon’s at with its story makes me grateful the stage rebooted bc i personally couldn’t have seen how the stage would have adapted post 2nd drb stuff with its notable lack of women and the division beef resolving itself

maybe we can get the honobono hifumi doppo dynamic in stage tho!!!! get a proper nemu and samatoki duet!!!! lol do me a solid and have samatoki and ichijiku fight over nemu we got possibilities now with proper women

24.or do you prefer when the stages have their own, separate storylines and canon? if so, what kind of story do you want to see one day?

that’s a great question lol and one i don’t think i have an answer for. like the stage thrives in a state of non-canonicity but it drives me insane that there’s a subsection of hypmic fans who look at stage kuukou and don’t see how self-immolating he can be for others and have no reason to suspect he is. he’s the coolest and most shallow version of kuukou but that’s their canon and i genuinely hate it lmao

i’m a little partial to these quasi canon stories tho!!!! like i don’t think we would have ever seen nemu rise to her current rank without the stage so it’s neat to see the stage get utilised in that way. i’m personally interested in worldbuilding details no one else would be unless they were balls deep with no plans to pull out lol so the stage can keep surprising me there

<<< FREE SPACE TO TALK ABOUT WHATEVER HYPSTAGE OR HYPSTAGE-RELATED THING YOU WANT I WILL LISTEN, NOD IN SAGE AGREEMENT, AND HIT THE LIKE ON YOUR REPLY NO MATTER WHAT >>>

I AM SO MAD WE NEVER GOT ANOTHER FULL ALBUM FOR THE LEGENDS ERA THE SECOND SEASON OF MUSIC WAS SO MUCH BETTER THAN SEASON ONE BUT THE ONLY WAY TO GET THEM IS TO RIP THEM OFF THE CDS THAT COME WITH A BLU-RAY OR RECORDING THEM FROM THE PERFORMANCE ITSELF LIKE KUUKOUS SOLO AFAIK WAS NOT ON ANY CD SO YOUD HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE LIVE VERSION AND ITS SAD WE DONT GET ALL THOSE SONGS STUDIO VERSIONS ON ONE MEGA ALBUM I HATE NELKE SO MUCH WHERES MY EASILY ACCESSIBLE TO STREAM OSAKA BILLION DREAMS GODDAMMIT

25.who has the coolest mic onstage? silliest? most lethal?

i like that asakusa’s mics were all based on oni lore lol like jinpachi had an oni’s spiky club, doshiro had an oni axe and masamune fits in the silliest with a sake cup mic since oni are also known to love drinking lol

i also think kokuri’s drill mic was also silly lol and it’s so funny nobody knows why he has it

and most lethal??? gotta be arima’s gun right lol????

[raz-writes-the-thing]

You Didn't Say The Magic Word (Good Omens One-Shot)

Crowley x GN!Reader / requests are open

Summary: Crowley isn't the biggest fan of your house guest.

GOMENS: @coffee-and-red-lipstick @quickslvxrr @clarina04 @motionlessindoubt @stevekempscocktails @go-bonkers-go-foolish @peytonpenguin37 @florduarte @complimentary-breadbasket (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

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At first, there had just been an almost imperceptible scurrying sound in the roof. So small and so quiet you’d almost not heard it. Scampering feet up in the roof that you’d not really been all that concerned with. If it was only one, that would be fine. If they started multiplying, however, well, that might become a bit more of a problem. 

But they didn’t, and one day when you’d been reading one of your many to-be-read books and chomping on some Indian takeout, he’d made his first appearance. A little ball of a thing, small, soft and very round and as soon as he realised you’d seen him, he scampered away back into whichever hole in the wall he’d appeared from. 

You’d left out a small amount of mouse-friendly leftovers and climbed into bed. 

He’d started coming out more and more after that, and you ended up naming him Dodgson. It became almost a little routine for you. Every night you’d leave a little bit of food out, and in the morning it would be gone. Sometimes you’d get to see him scamper out for his snacks and disappear again, but it was few and far between. 

Particularly when you had guests. 

“Not to be a bore, Pet,” Crowley sniffed, watching you with great and apprehensive precision, “but could I possibly ask… why you’re encouraging roaches?” 

You snorted and set the saucer down with tonight's helpings. Some cheese, some cracker crumbs and a small piece of strawberry. 

“Not roaches,” you insisted, pushing the saucer a little closer to Dodgson’s crack in the wall before standing with your hands on your hips. You turned to Crowley and continued, “Dodgson. Little mouse house guest.” 

Crowley opened and closed his mouth a few times, processing that information. 

“Ngk, I- well- why?” 

You blinked, brows furrowing in confusion.

“He’s cute, I like him. He eats his snacks and scurries in the walls at night. As far as I can tell there’s just the one.” 

Crowley nodded as if he understood but you were pretty sure he was just being polite. Crowley looked down at the saucer and grimaced. There, nibbling away, was little Dodgson. You held in the squeal of delight at seeing him so as not to scare him off. 

You sneakily produced your phone from your pocket and snapped a cute picture of him nibbling his cheese. 

Crowley watched this with curiosity, noting how fascinated and pleased you were by the appearance of this little rodent pest. 

“I wish I knew how old he was,” you said quietly, and when Crowley tore his eyes away from the mouse to look at you, he was not surprised to see a crestfallen look in your eye. “They only live for two years, and I don’t know how much longer I’m going to get to enjoy his company for.” 

Crowley hummed in response. 

You were too busy looking at your little friend to notice the twitch of Crowley’s fingers, though something seemed to startle Dodgson, and he scampered away with his cracker, leaving the strawberry. He’d back back later for it, you knew. 

“I suppose only time will tell,” Crowley said comfortingly, putting a hand on your shoulder and squeezing slightly. “Now, are we going to meet our Angel at the theatre or not?” 

You shook yourself out of your reverie and nodded. 

“We sure are.” 

You didn’t suspect Crowley had done anything to Dodgson for another eighteen months when the little mouse showed no sign of aging and was considerably agile for his age. 

Crowley would never confirm nor deny, but when Dodgson was still going strong six years later, and then another fifteen after that, well, it was pretty safe to assume what he’d done… and you were very grateful for it, too.

[mommyashtoreth]

ur so right abt gomens and gender. like all the time but especially when talking abt transphobia. nearly got doxxed for using she/her pronouns for crowley once because “crowley is male-presenting!!!!!!1!!!1! you can’t do that!!!!” insane response. if people like that saw the kind of divine visions you see abt crowley theyd disintegrate i think

TYSMMM I feel annoying whenever I talk abt it but like it really is so important. And can I be honest for a second. I think a lot of this "Crowley is 'male-presenting' (whatever that means) so you can Only use he/him for him ever" comes from like. younger transmascs? I say as a 19-year-old transmasc myself so don't get me twisted lmao. but who do a lot of Projection onto Crowley and thus are uncomfortable with the notion of Crowley being perceived as a woman and/or as feminine. Which I think uh sucks! Especially as a nonbinary, she/him type myself. Idk I feel like for as much as I see people praise gomens for its "nonbinary queer rep" or whatever and throwaway shit like Crowley being "neither nice nor a lad," people really shut down around like. expressions of nonbinary-ness that aren't "basically just cis people" or "perfectly androgynous" (which doesn't leave a lot of room for the multigender/genderfluid Thing Crowley seems to have going on). And Crowley is skinny and white-looking so she already has a leg up in that regard on characters like Beelzebub, Muriel, or even Aziraphale when it comes to people who need to do some serious unpacking recognizing her as nonbinary/"androgynous". But there's still a default to like, sticking top surgery scars on most-of-the-show Crowley and calling that Groundbreaking Gender Fuckery He/Him Only that I think is unfair to Crowley, more importantly to me, and most importantly to women. You know?

[animeloverskylarmoon]

Mayuri Kurotsuchi (Bleach) - Chapter 5

“Fwah!! That’s the good stuff!”

Rangiku downs another bottle and you laugh as she leans over grabbing you by the shoulder as she pressed another to you.

“Come on (Y/N)-chan, drink with us!!” She cheers.

Izuru laughs apologetically.

“Gomen, she always gets like this. We should have warned you.”

You smile.

“It’s no problem. It’s nice to let loose sometimes.”

When Rangiku invited you here, you should have assumed it would be like this. While you don’t usually join in her antics, you did want a chance to relax. Life is pretty much settled now. You have frequent missions and trips to the twelfth division so Mayuri can continue to study your progress. Although it really is no longer needed, he helps you understand more about yourself everyday, so it’s useful.

It’s also nice..to see him so often.

“Kurotsuchi-taicho..”

Your thoughts stray to said captain and you blush. It would be a lie to say that your view of him hasn’t changed.

Hisagi looks interested.

“Did you have a drink (Y/N)-san, your face is red.”

You shake your head with a laugh.

“I-It must be the smell, I’m not good with alcohol.” You cover.

“Come on, have a drink!!” Rangiku shouts.

“That’s alright Matsumoto-san I really don’t mph-”

She shoves the bottle in your mouth and your face pales as you flail your hands around.

“RANGIKU!!”

Izuru pulls you away and Hisagi grabs the bottle.

You cough a couple times and Izuru pats your back.

“Are you alright (Y/N)-san?”

You finally straighten and when you hiccup, Izuru sweat drops at your dazed expression.

“Hai!!” You smile goofily and Hisagi sighs

“I’ll take her back to her squad.”

There’s no telling what will happen if they trust you to get back to your place on your own.

“Come on (Y/N)-san.”

You jump to your feet.

“I’m going to see Kurotsuchi-taicho!” You yell.

Izuru shakes his head.

“I really don’t think you should-”

You flash step and they all flinch.

“C-Crap!! She disappeared!” Hisagi panics.

“We should go after her.” Izuru reasons.

“She said she was going to see Kurotsuchi-taicho.”

An uncomfortable chill runs up both their spines.

“You’re on your own (Y/N)-san.” They both decided.

~

“Is there anything else you need, Mayuri-sama?”

“No, that’s all. You can leave Nemu.”

She bows, raising her head as she walks out the door. Mayuri’s eyes are fixated on the chart.

“Zanpaktou possession is quite remarkably.”

He only recalls seeing Ichigo struggle with control during his hollowfication. But that was different from what he witnessed with you. Your weapon was more defensive than offensive.

“I need to know more.”

He intends to fully take advantage of this.

The rattling behind pulls his focus away. He turns.

“Nemu, is that you.”

There is no reply. The door opens, and when he spots a figure, he recognizes it immediately.

“Oh, it’s just you. What do you want? Has there been another update I should be informed of?”

When you finally step into the light, he notices the slight sway of your body. Mayuri fully turns and it’s then he takes in the flush or your cheeks.

“Kuro..taicho.”

You mumble, letting out a soft hiccup.

The second you draw near he can smell the alcohol.

“Intoxication, how primitive.”

Your gaze isn’t focused, so he knows you don’t fully process the insult. You stumble and he reaches out to steady you. Your hands grip his sleeves and you lift your head.

“Kurotsuchi-taicho..”

“What is it?”

You bite your lip, and when you lean unto your toes he is caught off guard when your lips press to his. Your hold tightens on his clothing and he pulls back. You’re breathing is a bit staggered, and his eyes narrow.

“What are you doing?”

His voice is stern and you try to lean in again, but he keeps you back, hands on your shoulders.

“T-Taicho.” You whine.

He just lets out an exasperated sigh.

“You’re intoxicated. You don’t have the slightest clue what you’re doing.”

“I-I do! I like you!!”

“Your perception of reality is altered. Anything you say cannot be taken seriously.” You press your head against his chest.

“I like you…I want to..kiss you..please just one kiss.”

It sounds like more whining or possibly begging.

It’s become clear that you’re now his problem. Because it doesn’t look like you’ll be leaving anytime soon.

“I’m going to take you back to your squad. I have important research to get back to.”

Your eyes grow wide and he flinches when you flash step with him in tow. The next time you both land you have him pressed into the wall.

“N-No!! I want to be with you taicho! I-I don’t want to leave your side.”

You’re crying and he’s beginning to get irritated.

“Silence you crying.”

You sniff, and his eyes move down to your saddened expression. They stray to the red of your cheeks, the plumpness of your lips. He licks his own.

“I should not entertain this, she isn’t in the right frame of mind.”

Never in his life did he think he would have to be making rational decisions. He’s used to just doing whatever he wants.

“If I fulfill your request, will you return to your squad without protests.”

Your eyes lifts, and you nod eagerly.

“H-Hai!”

You look so desperate now and it isn’t really helping him. Maybe if you’d look even a bit repulsed he could have easily convinced himself that this was wrong. That he shouldn’t even be touching you right now. But your eyes are begging, pleading.

“P-Please..”

His expression softens and his hand slides into your hair. When he leans down, you rise unto your toes and his lips descend on yours. You grab at his coat greedily and when you feel his tongue parting your lips, you moan. His tongue slides in easily as he pulls you to his body. It feels like he’ll devour you in the most amazing way. One of his hands drifts and when you feel him cup your breast you pull away, letting out another moan.

“T-Taicho..”

As he looks down at your breathless expression, he internally curses.

“Why do you test me?”

It’s clear that he was not careful enough, because there’s no denying the attraction.