#hypmic oneshot

[crehador]

love that, overwhelmingly, the screenshots i am seeing the most are people posting their faves dead on the ground

[startouched--blog]

Can we get Ichiro hc's about his type in a person?

NOTE - that's actually such a cute request awie. I can definitely do that for you!

SCENARIO - Ichiro's type in a person?

PAIRINGS - Ichiro x gn!reader

GENRE - hcs, just some sweet wholesome fun!

☇ Ichiro, being that he is the oldest with his younger two siblings, I'd imagine he'd love someone who could easily get along with them, like they'd easily bond with you.

☇ He finds people who are sweet and outgoing his type, like he is able to connect with them more than anyone else.

☇ He loves to be around people who are willingly to let him talk on and on about an anime, or about how his day was,, simple things like that!

☇ He'd definitely like someone who had at least one anime in common. I know for a FACT he would find out you liked one of his favorite shows and start to ramble on about it for hours.

☇ One of my personal HCs for him is that he gets quite nervous or flustered when he is with his S/O. So he'd absolutely love someone who had patience or got as flustered as he did!

☇ He doesn't care much about someone's height, but someone smaller would be ideal for him. He'd love to set his S/O down in between his legs and cuddle them, letting their body just fall into shape with his.

After a long long day of work, both you and Ichiro working at the odd jobs, helping everyone who needed it, you were both stumped! You slumped down onto the couch beside your boyfriend with a huff "there were a lot more things to do today, huh" Ichiro sighed beside you, resting his hand on either sides of his thighs. "yeah,, all my bones hurt waaaa". You let out a small sigh, catching the attention of Ichiro, and his brain. "do you want to-- mm" he was flushed a light pink, leaving you confused when you looked over and he wasn't even looking at you to begin with. "do what?" to your surprise, he just decided to gently grab you and set you in-between his legs, wrapping his arms around you and capturing your hands in his. "you said your bones hurt so. . I am trying to make it better. .?" You let out a short giggle before holding his hands back "you could have just said so, silly"

Hope you enjoys dear requester!

[reotacchii]

Earth Meal

✦ ��� 001. pairings ⌟ ✦ ⌜ 002. genre ⌟ ✦ ⌜ 003. note ⌟ ✦

⌗ 001 ⸝⸝・rio mason busujima x sweet s/o ᵎᵎ

⌗ 002 ⸝⸝・fluff headcanons : a sweet reader celebrating their beloved bday ᵎᵎ

⌗ 003 ⸝⸝・in honour to our bday boy (which a days ago-), I dedicate a headcanons to our special soldier boy ᵎᵎ

“ Even if the earth is broken, let us sing all the time I’m sure we’re two people, I can laugh at meteorites and fine weather ”

❤︎ Rio is a sweet person; just like you. He may seemed stoic and emotionless, even stood in menacing demeanor to some people - surely people would be afraid of him.

❤︎ And then there's you, smiles as bright like the ray of sunshine - may as well give warmth to whoever sees it. This also applied to our soldier.

“ At the dramatic cinema, yesterday’s video stream Someday I’ll propose, I’ll give you the earth ”

❤︎ You'll be the one who appear with an idea of what to do on Rio birthday. The rest of MTC members would agreed with yours in order to put the best birthday for their crewmate.

❤︎ As the MTC boys bringing out Rio to have a trip around Yokohama, while you prepare a special dinner near the camp (finally no more odd ingredients on a cooking, am I right-).

❤︎ As soon as Rio came back from his trip, you'll surprise him by peppering some hugs and kisses on his forehead.

❤︎ An initial shock drew across his face, but a realization hits him once you sung him a birthday song, his usual stoic face would soften into a smiles.

❤︎ Food ready? Time to have a dinner together!

❤︎ Though he appreciates the food, he mostly enjoys your company.

❤︎ Every smallest thing you do such as chuckling, smiling, or even laughing always sends flutter to his hearts.

❤︎ After both of you had a dinner, you'll take him explore the forest together. Casually conversate and having nostalgic about the times you both spent there.

“ The night is dawning for two people. The last morning will surely look like this ”

❤︎ Within the night full of starry skies, you'll stargaze upon it and holding hands together.

❤︎ He's not the best at words, but Rio would like to share his feelings of affection and appreciation for what you did today.

❤︎ He'll cuddle up against you, wrapping you securely around his arms. Embracing the warmth of your body with his. His fingers trailing through the locks of your hair, the scent of your hair always leave a memorable accent to his sense.

❤︎ That's when you realized, you feel safe wtih him. Through his actions, you would know he thanked you for everything today.

❤︎ Kissing your forehead, Rio whispered under his breath "I really care for you, s/o".

❤︎ A sweet smile grew upon your face, staring back to his genuine smiles.

[eve-lullabye]

In which Sasara is the nice older brother

Requested by Anon

"Remind me why I'm here again?" Sasara let out a sigh. You looked up at your slightly older adoptive brother with the best puppy eyes you could muster.

"Because," you poked at him, "you love me and you're the best brother in the world!" It didn't hurt to butter him up. Sasara gave you his signature closed-eye grin.

"I am the best brother," he replied with a smug look on his face. You probably shouldn't feed his ego any more than needed. "But must you be in a ridiculous costume?"

"Oi! It's fun to cosplay, and I could comment on your choic of wardrobe," you shot back. "Plus, I think it's worth it to make people smile."

"You could become a comedian to make people smile," Sasara complained. "Then I wouldn't be doing the show by myself."

"My dear brother, I think you and I have different definitions of humor," you patted him on the back. Your hand reached for your water bottle in the bag you were carrying.

"Who are you even supposed to be?" Sasara pouted.

You opened your mouth to tell him before changing your mind, "A person like you wouldn't understand." Spotting one of your friends, you quickly bolted over to her before Sasara's mind clicked.

"Hey! What do you mean I wouldn't understand?!" He cupped his hands shouting after you, "What about all those times you forced me to watch your anime? Huh?" Sasara shoved his hands in his pockets and trailed after you, muttering under his breath.

You gasped catching sight of a familiar black-haired friend and waved to him. Sasara followed your gaze and grabbed you by the collar, "No! You're not meeting Ichiro!"

"But why not?" You whined, catching the attention of many guests.

"Because you would be betraying Dotsuitare Hompo! And me!" Sasara exclaims.

"You had no problem of me watching anime with him," you folded your arms.

"That was once when I was there!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" You mocked. "Fine! If you won't let me say 'hi', then you can buy me something tasty on the way back!"

"Alright!" Sasara shook your hand.

"Why can't I meet Ichiro?"

"He's... a bad influence." Sasara exclaimed.

"I think you're a bad influence on me," you deadpanned. Moving back into the crowd, you left Sasara to his own devices. Though, you had a feeling sooner or later he was going to be center of attention.

[channelinglament]

Masterlist

Genshin Impact

Albedo and Dottore with prompt: "I don't know how to feel anymore, you've torn me apart so many times. I just feel numb"

Yandere Alhaitham with an ambitious Akademiya reader

"That was your worst mistake" Yandere Alhaitham one-shot?

Divine Creator and Aeon of Origin being friends

Rottmnt

Yandere turtles with "crazy" s/o

Yandere Leo with chubby s/o

If you tried escaping

Why I think Donnie and Mikey are most dangerous yanderes out of 4

Random hcs

Thoughts // pt 2

Yandere Leo oneshot

Yandere Raph and Leo with skinny and short darling

Project Sekai: Colorful Stage!

Self-Aware Pjsk thoughts

Self Aware pjsk brainrot

How vocaloids react to player

Paranoia (Self-Aware niigo)

Twisted Wonderland

When you hadn't logged in for a few days

Dorm leaders reacting to you holding a baby

Honkai: Star Rail

Self-Aware Honkai Star Rail (SAHSR)

Aeon Reader/Player

Self-Aware Dan Heng ai chat bot

Do other Aeons know Player/Reader being an aeon and Yaoshi kissing Trailblazer talk (brainrot basically)

Divine Creator and Aeon of Origin being friends

Aeon Reader in Simulated universe / pt 2

Aeon of Unity

Favoritism (March 7, YanQing, Trailblazer[Stelle])

Singing love songs

Hypnosis Microphone

Self-Aware HypMic

I'll probably change it later

Aka make a masterlist for all of them separately, and this one will just lead to them, but let's settle with this one for now (Idk if I missed some of my works, buy I tried hard finding them to place them here heh)

[yomogi-mogi-mochi]

Welcome (*・∀・*)ノ

My name is Yomogi- this is my tumblr for all of my ao3 writings. Rn I'm obsessed with Twisted Wonderland, but I'd like to write for fandoms like Genshin Impact, hypmic, etc. Lots of angst (*・∀-)ｂ

My special interests are in Art History and Literature so I take a lot of inspiration from that ♡

Currently not taking requests perse, but I'm willing to take any commentary or ideas to incorporate into my writing! Commentary always appreciated. I love hearing people's thoughts :)

☆ They/Them ; Queer ; Autistic ☆

Jap 日本語 / Eng OK!

よろしくお願いしゃーす～(っ´▽｀)っ

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AO3 Account is Here.

✦·.⋆ Masterlist ⋆.·✦

Twisted Wonderland:

All GN MC!!!

Beloved Thy Name

Sequel (Beloved Gift) (AO3 Link)

Pairing: Lilia x Dullahan MC

Genre: Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with Happy Ending, Oneshot

Summary: Triumphing over your siblings on the human farm situated in the far corners of Briar Valley, you are implanted with the essence of the Tree of Eternity, gaining unmatched abilities in regeneration. When your Warden finds that the experiment is a success, you are promptly sold to the fae army as a weapon of destruction‒ a position you answer to with animal violence, much to the content of your handlers and the fae army, who name you Dullahan, after the myth of the headless reaper. When you come across the infamous Lord Lilia, great commander of the Fae army‒ he takes you under his wing, gifting you morsels of peace even with death on the horizon. You are simply taken with the sweet songs and sugary words which fall from his mouth‒ echoing them in the heart in your chest that did not feel like yours.

MC based off of Dullahan myth (Celtic headless omen of death)

AO3 LINK

Spolia

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 (COMPLETE)

Pairing: Malleus x Light Fae MC ; Parental Mozus Trein x MC

Genre: Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with Happy Ending, Slow Burn

Summary: You wondered why you ever got accepted into NRC but never bothered to look back when the infamous black carriage whisked you away from a place you could never call home. Having been handed an opportunity of freedom, of solitude, of hope- how come you're paralyzed with fear rather than excitement? Your sunny plein air sessions and nightly walks contemplating this has attracted a certain dragon fae with an affinity for your nimble gargoyle sketches and magnificent paintings

MC based off of changelings

AO3 LINK

Pygmalion

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 (COMPLETE)

Pairing: Rook x Pygmalion MC ; Platonic Idia x MC ; Platonic Ortho x MC

Genre: Angst with Happy Ending, Slight Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn

Summary: You were frequently told that your career as a renowned sculptor did not match your dull and less than colorful personality. With your cybernetic hands, you carve the lives and deaths of those long gone‒ producing pieces which have been held in both technical and emotional high regard, dubbing you with the title “Pygm.AI.lion” despite your human heart and brain. When you accidentally still the usually flamboyant archer into silence after he comes across you working in your atelier‒ you find that you’ve become a victim to one of his ceaseless stalkings. Though, you’ve been prey long enough to know how hunt the huntsman himself.

MC based off of Pygmalion myth

AO3 LINK

Lasting Spring

Pairing: Vil x Orpheus MC

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Childhood best friends, pining, angst with happy ending

Summary: Great expectations are placed on you, coming from a line of extraordinary poets, bards, and musicians. You fulfill these expectations with ease‒ the lightness of your voice illuminating any room with divine merriment through a swift dance of your fingers on your lyre. Your fame is equally matched with the curse swimming through your family’s blood‒ one which announces death and tragedy to your lovers, unless they are your true love‒ your soulmate. However there is no assurance that soulmates truly exist, only the madness that comes as an endless thirst for it. So you extinguish that thirst, settling for quick, messy flings‒ much to the dismay of your childhood friend, Vil Scoenheit. You lament your own tragedy through woeful verses, masked in the sweltering felicity of your music. Vil always trails that sorrow back to you, wishing to embrace you in his warmth to take it away, even for a moment. But the members of your family who had found love unobstructed by the gods were great lovers to heroes, kings, queens, and warriors‒ who was he, seen by most as a villain, to taint that possibility for you?

MC based off of Orpheus myth

AO3 LINK

Ineffable Bloom

Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto x Siren Mute MC

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Maternal angst/Mother wound, childhood friends to lovers, angst with happy ending

Summary: Despite your status as siren, there are not many words that reach those around you anymore, voice now muted and marred from the surgeries you have endured to remove the carnations that once suffocated your throat. But you don't mind it, serving quietly as the gardener of Night Raven College, making do with a notepad and pen when necessary. You are pleased to find your childhood friend, Azul, now attends the school, who spontaneously hires you for the flower arrangements he decides to decorate in his lounge with. There's little hope you bear with the silent poetry you weave with each meticulously placed flower, only an ache which tumbles over you like the ceaseless seas. However, Azul is not deaf to this song you have sealed in your bouquets, having cherished the morsels of sweetness in your childhoods where you shared the silent language of each flower.

MC based off of siren

AO3 LINK

Merciful Crusade

Pairing: Jamil x Shikigami MC

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, angst, healing, slight enemies to lovers

Summary: The life of a shikigami, or a ceremonial servant spirit was a threadbare one. The small world you scarcely lived consisted of hard, earth‒packed walls framed tightly against a small cedar cell, illuminated only by the lonely starlight during your sleepless nights. Despite your human body, you’re almost certain you’ve never felt the blood move and warm your body in such a way that would indicate that there had ever been a human heart‒ having spent too much time gilded with a hardened iron face to even feel it if it had been there. Jamil‒ who untethers you from the spell that binds you to your onmiyoji master‒ becomes a peculiar mirror in your new life that reflects your choked breaths and measured footsteps. It never bothered you when your own body smothered what was left of your vitality‒ but when you watch Jamil from a distance, knowing the way he classifies each movement, the strangle of his muscles‒ something inside you aches. You don’t know why.

MC based off of Shikigami

AO3 LINK

Honey Lemon Crescendo

Pairing: Trey Clover x Vampire MC

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, angst, healing, friends to lovers

Summary: The gods should have made you better, so that they could love you.  The days you pray for the abolishment of your abhorrent form are rare in the centuries you have lived since your family's death, and your turning. Sharpened claws and teeth, the hellfire of your gaze are concealed for your own convenience, you tell yourself, especially as you enroll into NRC. The tonic of human affairs rarely interested you, yet when you find the truly curious case of Trey Clover, someone who is made only of that plain sort, you cannot help but to promise yourself one conversation, some several hours of the thousand thousand you have lived to taste what it is like to be treated, and be human again. But you're a fool, and a hypocrite‒ you find yourself breaking that promise over, and over, and over. Your fragile resolve frays at every sunbeam smile, every ringing laughter of his. 

MC Based off of Vampires

AO3 Link

Orchid Child, Dandelion Child

Pairing: Riddle Rosehearts & Sibling MC (not a romantic pairing)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, sibling healing

Summary: This is going to take after Riddle’s overblot, and short and sweet. The term orchid child/dandelion child refer to children who may have very specific/different needs for their development, and those who need less accommodations or specific requirements for their development, respectively. They may grow up in the same environment but everyone’s needs are different, one child may have different coping mechanisms than the other. MC is heavily implied to have dyslexia, ADHD/Autism, and OCD (the latter two of which are often comorbid)

AO3 Link

[discotenny]

Oneshots - Drabbles - Scenarios

3 years (9-24-23) [Sasara] Angst, Fluff, Plot Spoilers, Ex-Fiance Sasara AU, 900+ W.C.

How can you still smile? (10-2-23) [Sasara] Angst, Ex-Fiance Sasara AU, 800+ W.C

Hold those bags till you die! (9-26-23) [Rio] Fluff, Fem!Reader, 390 W.C

An epidemic! (9-29-23) [Gentaro] Flush, Steamyish, 500+ W.C

Pet names (10-3-23) [All] Headcanons/Drabbles, W.C n/a

The only cure! (10-29-23) [Dice] Fluff, 400+ W.C

Sleeping positions (11-16-23) [All] Headcanons/Drabbles?, W.C n/a

High and mighty (12-23-23) [Jakurai] Hurt/Comfort, 2k+ W.C

Gift giving (12-29-23) [All] Headcanons, W.C n/a

A single moment (2-12-24) [Doppo] Drabble, 600+ W.C

Headcanons

Bite sized bits Volume 1 [Various]

The second night (9-17-23) [Dice]

Lights in the rain (9-22-23) [Samatoki] <idol!s/o>

How their breakup effects their teammates (10-20-23) [Ichiro, Sasara, Jyushi]

Buying their merch (5-2-24) [Ramuda, Doppo, Sasara]

With a partner shorter than him (5-13-24) [Ramuda]

Fight for you! (7-15-24) [Samasasa, Ichikuu]

Thoughts

Body temperature (9-19-23) [Gentaro]

Secrets (9-20-23) [Sasara]

Taking care of sick s/o (9-27-23) [Samatoki]

Domestic chores (9-27-23) [Ramuda]

Hugs (10-6-23) [Ramuda]

Furniture shopping (10-18-23) [Sasara]

Using a true-hypmic to turn people against you (10-19-23) [Yandere!Ramuda]

Living to love you (10-21-23) [Ramuda]

Falling in love with his patient (10-22-23) [Yandere!Jakurai]

Sasarms (10-24-23) [Sasara]

Kuko being a good person (10-25-23) [Yandere!Kuko]

Having a fictional you as their comfort chara (12-23-23) [Ichiro, Ramuda, Doppo]

Long drives (12-23-23) [Sasara]

Keeping you forever (1-8-24) [Yandere!Sasara]

[NSFW] Doppo sucking tits and boobs (1-6-24) [Doppo]

Dice is a cat (1-15-24) [Dice]

[NSFW] Trying to text you (1-11-24) [Ramuda]

Analysis

Get Busy lyric analysis (9-28-23) [Jiro, Kuko, Ichiro]

Thoughts on the new clothing (9-26-23) [all]

Clothing symbolism (9-26-23) [Ichiro, Rosho, Sasara, Gentaro, Doppo, Jakurai]

Hair symbolism (10-4-23) [Ramuda, Sasara]

Ramuda & humanity pt 1 (10-21-23) [Ramuda]

Ramuda & humanity pt 2 (10-21-23) [Ramuda]

Thoughts on new clothing PT 2!! (11-11-23) [all]

Anon Writing

Dice as a father (10-28-23) [Dice]

[slugtranslation-hypmic]

Where are the "oneshots" (specifically the FP/M+ ones) available to read in Japanese? I've checked JP Renta and Pocket Shounen but can't seem to find them.

Things I describe as "one-shots" are side stories or joke manga that are published in the magazines where Hypmic is serialized. In FP/M+'s case, that'll be Comic Zero-Sum. These aren't always included in the final books or on other websites that host Hypmic manga content.

[partyofwords]

Chaos God Kuko Harai

Summary: Some pesky human is adamant about cleaning Kuko’s temple. He’s not happy. So what is he going to do? He’s going to stop you of course! But how, since he is a God and you’re a human…?

Pairing: Kuko Harai X Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2436

Warning: Swearing, drinking, and yelling

Masterlist

A/N: I got carried away. So much so I also gave every HypMic character a God status. So like… if anyone is interested… let me know…

You definitely had your work cut out for you. The temple in Nagoya was in complete disrepair and infiltrated with bugs and assorted small animals. But you wanted to do this. You didn’t study theology all these years to give up because of how rundown the temple was.

With a determined huff, you rolled up your sleeves and got to work. After surveying the rooms and making a list of what needed to be done, you started to haul plants and debris out of the temple. As you cleaned, you made a mental list of what you needed to pick up from the store to decorate the inside and outside. Ideas of what you wanted it to look like started to form in your mind and you couldn’t help but get excited about it.

However, there was a certain someone who wasn’t excited about all these changes. Kuko was beyond pissed off. Who the hell were you to come into his home and start destroying it? It was the perfect amount of chaos for him and now you were giving it order, which is something Hitoya would do. He was not going to take this lying down!

“That little parasite!” He seethed.

Jyushi glanced over his shoulder, watching your work. “Who? Them? They’re just cleaning your temple. It’s about time honestly.”

“They have no right!” Kuko shouted. “They’re taking away the chaos that makes it known that I am the God of Chaos! How dare they!”

Hitoya sighed, running his hands over his face. “You’re such a child. You let your temple go so now you have no followers and no offerings. At least you have one who is devoted enough to do something about it.”

Kuko scoffed. “They’re ruining it, that’s what they’re doing. And I’m not just going to take it.”

“What are you going to do about it?” Jysuhi asked. “I mean, you’re incorporeal. You can’t really go down and tell her to stop.”

“He could.”

Kuko perked up at Hitoya’s words. “I can? How?”

The older God scoffed. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”

“Then why the hell would you bring it up?”

“Because I didn’t think you’d be stupid enough to want to do it!” He shot back before sighing. “But if you’re so determined to ruin your reputation as a God, go to Shinjuku and speak to Jinguji Jakurai, God of Humanity. He can turn you into a human for twenty-four hours.”

Before hearing the end of Hitoya’s little speech, Kuko was off. His “supervisor” just shook his head and rubbed at his temples. How he ever got put in charge of the obnoxious God of Chaos was beyond him. He just hoped he wouldn’t do anything too stupid.

Shinjuku was a lot different than Kuko had expected. But he didn’t have time to sight see. He was on a mission to stop that trespasser from ruining his home. And to do that, he needed to find Jinguji Jakurai, God of Humanity. Considering what he was the God of, he took to searching through hospitals to find him. It made sense that a God who cared about the lives of mortals would be in a place where those very lives hung in the balance.

It took a while, but he managed to find an ethereal man standing over a dying woman and giving her life. He whispered to her, “It is not your time yet. Live.”

When he was done and her vitals were once again stable, Kuko cleared his throat. “Hey doc. I have a huge favor to ask of you.”

“Is one of your followers in need of my assistance?” He asked.

“What? No. I don’t have any followers.” He snapped defensively. “I mean I have one and they’re making a huge mess of my temple! Hitoya told me you could give me a corporeal body so I could stop them. Can you actually do that?”

His neutral face morphed into a disinterested frown. “Giving a God a corporeal body for a reason like that is not beneficial to either party. Our followers may not always do what we want but as long as we have enough faith in them as they do with us, things tend to work out. Why would you want to stop them?”

“Because they’re giving order and structure to the temple of the God of Chaos! That’s so wrong on so many levels, I don’t even know where to start!”

Jakurai sighed and shook his head. “I still see this as a selfish reason to give yourself a corporeal form.”

He groaned. “What’s it going to take to convince you?”

The older God held up his hand. “All I said was I see it as a selfish reason. I never said I wasn’t going to do it. We will go back to Nagoya, I will give you a corporeal form, and you will have twenty-four hours to do as you see fit before you revert back to your God form.”

Kuko grinned wickedly. “Excellent.”

And so the two of them went back to Nagoya, standing before the entrance of the temple. He frowned at the debris piling up near the door. They had gotten a lot done when he was gone. Well it was about to stop right now.

“Now, how do we do this?”

“I can’t believe you’re actually going through with this.” Hitoya shook his head, standing next to Jakurai.

Kuko frowned. “Of course I’m doing this! They’re a menace and they need to be stopped! If this is how I have to do it, then so be it! Now, doc, what do I need to do?”

“Just stand there.” Jakurai huffed. “You have twenty four hours exactly in this form. When those hours are done, you will return to your God form. It’s not painful, just awkward. Any other questions?”

“Can I slap them into the next dimension?”

“No, you will not retain any of your Godlike abilities. You will be completely, absolutely human.” Jakurai waved his staff over him. “Your twenty four hours start now.”

It felt different. His body was heavier but not overwhelming. His skin now felt rough to the touch and his clothes had texture to them. It wasn’t like the smooth, glass-like feel when he was in his God form. 

But he didn’t have time to revel in the different feelings while being human. He had a bone to pick with a certain pest. Screwing up his face into a fiery scowl and throwing his shoulders back, Kuko marched into his temple. A gust of wind kicked up some dust, causing him to cough as soon as he entered.

“Very funny Jyushi.” He muttered to himself before yelling out, “HEY! WHO’S IN HERE?!”

You popped your head out from one of the many rooms in the temple. At first you looked confused before a bright smile illuminated your face. He hated to admit it, but you didn’t look half bad up close. But now was not the time to be distracted. He came here for a reason and he was going to see it through.

And then you hugged him.

“Oh my Gods, it’s so good to see you! I thought I was the only one who cared about the Temple of Chaos God Kuko. Everyone in town thought I was crazy to come here, but I know the Gods are smiling down on me as I humbly serve them. I’m so glad you’re here! I could use some help cleaning this place up a bit and many hands make light-”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Now, Kuko felt a little guilty as he watched your smile, but he was doing this for a good reason. You weren’t supposed to be here and he wasn’t happy with what you were doing to his home. He was here to stop you.

“I have a permit, if that’s what you’re worried about. I just thought that since Kuko doesn’t have a lot of followers as it is, if I clean up his home temple, more followers would come from it.”

“Maybe he doesn’t want followers because it’s his home.” Kuko snapped.

You frowned, folding your arms over your chest. “Without a base temple, how are his followers going to praise him and ask him for guidance? Sometimes people need a little chaos in their lives-”

He rolled his eyes. “People are pretentious. They think they want his help, but really it’s just them nagging his ear off. No one wants that, least of all him!”

“You’re being unreasonable-”

“No, you’re being unreasonable!” He shot back, venom lacing his words. “You come into his home and mess around with his stuff like it’s yours! Besides, he is the God of Chaos! He doesn’t want a clean, orderly temple! That’s for Hitoya!”

You scoffed. “Fine. If you’re so against this, I’ll go. I know when I’m not wanted.”

“Good! Go!” 

Again the gnawing feeling of guilt entered him. It was a strange and very human emotion. But this was for the best. Things would go back to the way it was. And that’s all that mattered.

“Dammit!” He heard you yell down the hall.

Running over to you, he grabbed your shoulder and pulled you away from the door. “What the hell are you doing?”

You glared at him. “Just because you don’t want me here isn’t going to stop me from leaving an offering.”

He paused. “Offering?”

Rolling your eyes, you turned back to the rusty padlock in front of the door. “Yeah, offering. Usually it’s food, but as long as it’s a gift to a God, it’s an offering. That’s what followers do for their Gods. I have some rum and cake in my bag that I was going to leave at his altar but there’s a lock and it won’t open.”

No one told Kuko that followers gave presents to him. If he knew that, he wouldn’t have stopped you. Glancing at the lock, he realized what room this was. It was his room and the messiest room in the temple. A swirl of embarrassment crawled up his neck, as he didn’t want to show you his room. But if he was going to get a present out of it, then why not?

He tried to pry open the lock with his hands when he remembered Jakurai’s words. He didn’t have his Godly strength. They needed another way in. He pointed next to you.

“Hand me that rock.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “You’re not going to bash my head in with it, right?”

He rolled his eyes in response. “Just hand it to me.”

“You could have at least said please.” You muttered as you handed it to him.

With all the might he could muster, Kuko hit the lock. It took a couple tries, but it was rusty enough for it to snap. Wrenching the lock off the door, he opened it, coughing as the dust hit him. His room was still as dingy as he remembered, but that didn’t seem to deter you. You marched up to the center of the room where his “bed” was. Dusting it off the best you could, you opened your bag. Out came a table cloth edged in purple, a bottle of rum with a little cup that you poured some alcohol in, and a dish with some fluffy looking cake. You then kneeled before the altar, pressed your hands together, and closed your eyes.

Oh Lord Kuko.

He could hear your voice in his head. You were praying to him.

I thank you for all the gifts you’ve given me and the challenges you’ve thrown my way. Especially this guy who started harassing me in your temple. I will take this challenge head on and make you proud. Even if everyone is against me, I will restore your temple to its former glory. I swear on my life as one of your most devoted followers. Thank you.

Though guilt continued to fill him for hearing your innermost thoughts, he knew he needed to hear it. You weren’t doing this out of selfish means. You were doing this for him.

“Hey…” He called out as you started to pack up to leave.

“What?”

Kuko felt his ears turn red with embarrassment as he said, “You don’t have to leave. I understand now that you’re not just doing this for selfish reasons. This place, it does deserve some sprucing up, and I think the Gods sent you here to do just that. Please, stay.”

You narrowed your eyes again, but stopped packing your bag. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

With a sigh, you set your bag down. “Well then, come here. I want to show you my ideas and prove to you that it’s not going to be all neat and orderly.”

He sat next to you at the foot of the altar and you showed him your schematics. Kuko had to admit, he was impressed with your designs. Not only were they perfectly chaotic, they were orderly enough so that people could still get through the temple with ease. It was such a perfect design and he wanted to help you create that vision. So he spent the rest of his twenty four hours helping you clean up. He moved debris out of the temple, dusted the marble, and swept up the cobwebs. As you went back to town to sleep, Kuko continued through the night. But by dawn’s first light, he could feel himself fading away. In a last ditch effort, he wrote you a note and left it at the altar for you to find.

And then he was gone.

“So, you didn’t kick them out.” Hitoya’s voice greeted him as he reentered God’s realm. “Why?”

He rolled his eyes with a scoff. “They’re going to bring me presents. Obviously I have to keep them around.” To prove it, he slipped into the altar and took a swig of the rum and a bite of the cake.

Hitoya chuckled as Jyushi said, “Maybe it’s because you like them.”

“I DO NOT!”

“Sure. Whatever you say, Kuko.”

As the two of them left alone, Kuko watched you enter the temple looking for him. But when you saw the note, you looked a little disappointed. He also felt sad for leaving you, but it was for the best. Besides, you continued where you left off last night. He was going to enjoy watching you work and if he missed you enough, he might just have to return to Shinjuku and pay Jakurai another visit.

[lilac-melody]

I've written a lot of fics since joining the haniwa fandom. As this fandom is generally quite "honey", I noted way back when, that angst isn't a big thing in it. Even now, my angst fics are significantly less popular than my fluffy ones. And hw is what I've primarily written...for the past 3 years now.

I recently reread some of my old fics- and while yes some of them are...not very well written, I miss the days where I could just...go ham. No holding back. Writing dark fics.

And I feel as though I've gotten less creative with angst since joining hw...but at the same time, I am aware my writing has improved since 2020.

So I'm considering trying my hand at a dark fic again. Not for hw, but for hypmic. I want to see how my writing has changed, and I want to challenge myself into writing more and more, rather than simply narrowing myself to writing only fluff with minor angst that hardly gets any attention anyway.

And...I am hoping that this fic will have horror elements in it. Nothing cursed or paranormal, but I genuinely do want to write a horror oneshot one day. Not for a fandom, an actual horror oneshot. OCs and all.

And I feel like being able to get back into the groove of dark fics will help me with that.

Maybe this is partially why I've hit a writing block lately. I feel too held back. I am insanely proud of how Ikigai turned out, but even with that fic, I held back too much. Oh, I never had intention of making it sexual or anything, but I feel like I could have upped the ante a bit more. Even still, I'm pleased with the end results.

I enjoy writing. I enjoy writing what makes me happy. But I also enjoy getting feedback- not just blind words of love and encouragement, but people who comment about the plot. People who guess what is to come. People who interact with plot points and find comfort in the hurt/comfort label, who grow excited when an update comes because they couldn't wait to see what happened to their favorite character.

That's not why I write, of course, but it is a pleasant experience as a writer to be able to have such interactions.

So, I think that's what my next "big project" will be.

Rest assured, I will not abandon the hw fandom and I intend to write more for it. However, I am at a bit of a loss what I could possibly write about at the very moment. I do accept ideas, though I cannot guarantee I will write the idea if I am not totally comfortable with said idea. I know I have many multichapter fics in mind, but what most writers do not understand when you plan fics, it needs to tie neatly together, and it's not a simple feat.

Plot, in-character decision making, audience reception, and my own personal enjoyment are all factors I must consider, and that I put much thought into when I am writing, especially writing multichapter fics, that way details are not forgotten and it ends up as a decently-written work for people to come back to.

And so, I must apologize to the hw fandom for my lack of creativity right now. Hopefully, putting my focus on darker topics and the hurt/comfort that comes with it will help me spring back with more energy and ideas than before.

[startouched--blog]

OKAY if this is too much context for a request, I completely understand!! Girlie's got to try through ✨️✨️

So this is probably very out of character??? I am a hopeless Jakurai yumejo and at some point the line between headcanons and canon blurred you know?

Jakurai's kink is having sex in various places and knowing only the two of you will ever know about it. I.e. camping, discreet area near the lake on a fishing trip etc...

The request is Matenrou & Jakurai's fem!s/o rent out a cottage at the beach for a day, and at the end of the day once hifudo went back, Hakurai lead her to a little secluded area on this opd withered wooden landing that was seperated from the boardwalk in a storm or something years ago idk

There's trees hiding it now but it's still close to everything, he laid out blankets and towels earlier that day and there's lit candles, a view of the sunset, and Jakurai sheepishly trying to explain what he's doing here to s/o's surprise but interest

and then you know they donk the bonk. ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

IF THIS IS WEIRD OR TOO MUCH I SO GET IT. I DONT KNOW WHY MY BRAIN RANDOMLY ONE DAY DECIDED THIS ABOUT HIM IT IS COMPLETELY BASELESS. OOPS ALL HEADCANONS love your writing hope you have a good day!! ✨️✨️

THE WAY YOU PHRASED THIS WAS SO SILLY TO ME I LOVED IT/POS. LIKE, DONK THE BONK,, I'm rlly glad you like my writing and decided to ask for something,, I also wanna sadly say that I can see Jakurai being into something like this. . .

SCENARIO - You and Matenro decide to book out a beach cottage, but Jakurai has a rather odd request for you, but who are you to not except a request from your lover

PAIRINGS - Jakurai x Fem!reader

GENRE - oneshot, NSFW at the ending portion

The two of you, Jakurai and yourself of course, have been together for a long while now, and even now it's hard to find time together with the overlapping schedules and work hours. Though, this week was one of those times where you were both able to request work off and just spend a relaxing time together, able to just take work off and see each other's faces during a time that wasn't midnight when you both prepared for bed.

What a lucky coincidence that Doppo and Hifumi had their times off around this week as well, odd but it was quite a relief for the 4 of you.

In a somewhat celebratory manner that you all had some sort of break to be had, Jakurai decided to treat you 3 and himself to a small vacation near the beach, in a cute little cottage locationed near the said beach side.

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"aaaaah the weather is so good out here today right Doppomin?" The happy bundle of joy called Hifumi bounced and wrapped his arm around Doppo's shoulder, gaining a weary and tired look from him, but he wasn't all the way annoyed, he was enjoying it as much as everyone else was.

Jakurai quietly chuckled to the two in front of you, poking at each other as they playfully bickered. You were just calming standing beside your lover, gently holding onto his hand with your left, and right holding tight to a small cooler that held snacks and drinks.

You were so caught up in watching the other two that you didn't realize the gentle tug on your hand, Jakurai offering a gentle smile to you as he took you down to the beach, lined with people relaxing or splashing in the vast ocean, although he took the 3 of you to a more relaxed and quieter place to set down a towel and peacefully enjoy your time on.

That afternoon was a peaceful one for the most part, besides the part where Hifumi wanted to drag everyone into the water, ending in Doppo getting completely soaked from the splashes that were targeted at him. You had only gently splashed him, but even then I don't think it was appreciated no matter how much you did it.

"Doppomine~! jeez you got so wet! how did you even manage??" "I didn't."

The time spent by the seaside was short spent as the sun was slowly setting and letting the pinkish red sky fade off into the blues. Doppo and Hifumi wanted to head inside since they both of them were soaked and needed a change of clothes, but Jakurai had a rather different plan set in place for the both of you.

"s/o, after we get changed, would you mind following me?" Jakurai's voice was soft, not that it ever wasn't, but it was a soothing feeling. You simply nodded and got changed into dryer clothes, pulling your long hair up to let it dry out.

After you were both done getting changed, your lover took your hand gently in his and took you out behind the cottage, blocking out the bright sun rays that were casting down from the lovely looking sunset. He lead you off to a small blanketed area, little lights were set up for when it became too dark to see your surroundings.

"Do you like it? I set this up earlier while you were getting dressed this afternoon" he gently smiled to you, gaining a soft smile back in approval "I love it! I dunno how you found time for this, but it's impressive!"

He lead you off into the already dark area, sitting down before pulling you gently and placing you directly into his lap, his legs crossed with yours overlapping, the skirt you had changed into draping down over your thighs. He rested his chin onto your shoulder, mouth gently grazing over your neck, hands wandering lightly as he tried to sit as still as you could for him.

"something wrong, my dear? you seem to be quite. .quiet~"

You whined under his touch, his hands continuing to wander and touch every part of you, one resting onto your shivering thigh.

"Are you cold? it can get rather cold out here at night,, how about I help you warm up, my dear?"

You didn't know how to respond to his requests, so all you did was nod sheepishly up at him. He softly smiled and slowly moved your legs so they were separated against his body, his knee's holding one up higher than the other one "just relax,, I will make sure you warm up nicely"

He moved his fingers past your body, hands trailing to your lower abdomen, moving aside any undergarments' you were wearing to move his fingers closer and closer.

You whined out as his fingers slowly entered you and moved your insides aside for him to work his heat into you, the cold and frail body you had only shivering from his warm hands covering your cold existence. He worked himself deeper into you, gaining piles of reactions from you, legs wobbling and shaking.

"is this warming you up dear? I wouldn't believe you if you said it wasn't"

It was minutes before he actually stopped, finally releasing his imprisoned fingers, holding you up and removing parts and pieces of his own clothing choices. He softly spoke unspoken words into your ears as he entered you, spending no time at all to be your personal heater, making sure to touch every part of your insides and speak his warmth with you.

I hope you enjoyed! sorry if I cut it a little short.

[reotacchii]

Before Requesting + Rules！

“ 何も言わないで聴いて。そばにいて それでいいから ” —

— “ Don't say anything, just listen to me. Just stay with me, that's all I ask ”

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❛ ─ fandoms i write for : hypmic, pjsekai, enstar, blue lock, honkai (unfortunately i wont accept HI3 request for a moment but do accept HSR req), obey me

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❛ ─ i wont write : gore, self harm, suicide, violence, smut (basically, any kind of nsfw content), suggestive content, pedophilia, incest, yandere, mental illnesses / hospitalization, and pregnancy (list will be updated).

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❛ ─ accept request : angst, AU, and fluff! It can be oneshots, headcanons, or scenarios. Some scenarios doesnt have to be romantic, platonic writings are very welcomed!

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❛ ─ gender specification : mostly write female x reader, however feel free to request another gender specification!

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❛ ─ request limit : you get only to request 2 times a day! Letting you know, my timezones are in WITA. So if it's already another day for me, you may requesting again!

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❛ ─ do not interact : homophobics, pedophiles, toxic people, rude / mean people

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❛ ─ author note : i will decline request that doesnt interest me enough, make me uncomfy, or not too specific. English isn't my first language, so I truly apologize if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes!

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[aliresix]

Tye currently watching : witch from mercury on your bio makes me so happy. Like yes YES it's happening !!! My friends are getting into the series !!! We'll be witch from mercury mutuals soon

Also I would love love love to read your dialogues. I bet they're delicious <3 What did you work on in nano btw ?

Also also you downloaded all for the game ??? Ik you're busy rn I suggest you should read the series in your next summer vacation (August I think?) Bc by then the author would have released the spinoff book

Annd could you please please tell me the game piracy place you were talking about in the tags

lmao i wouldn't get my hopes up cause i watch maybe one episode a day but i'll get there eventually, in the meanwhile i will like everything about it that crosses my dash

my nano project was named "misc" because that's right! I worked on absolutely everything i wanted, and changed projects a lot,since my goal was to write every day at least a sentence. i wrote a lot of (hypmic) oneshots and continued a couple of longer project that by now are technically 3 years old

i could wait for summer break (so June) to read it, and maybe i will do that, but on the other hand... winter breaks lasts a couple of weeks... and i have nothing else to do so......

[chaoticrumii]

MISSING YOU

( panel from hypnosis mic : dirty dawg manga )

summary : while at samatoki’s place, you find something you’re probably not supposed to find, and bring up bad memories for samatoki.

genre : fluff

perspective : second person pov

pairing : samatoki aohitsugi x gn!reader ( they / them pronouns )

word count : 1.1k

warnings : spoilers for samatoki aohitsugi’s backstory

“awesome! let’s all change this shitty world together!” - samatoki aohitsugi ( dirty dawg manga quote )

Cleaning out Samatoki’s room wasn’t what you had envisioned when he said you could pay him back. He was outside on the couch, answering a call from Jyuto as he crudely swore at the poor policeman for who knows what reason.

You were visiting the Yokohama Division for the week, and being friends with Samatoki meant you were allowed to sleep over at his place. At first, he was against it. It was indecent, he said, to have a female sleep over at a male’s house, with the two all alone. You seriously contemplated whether this meant he was trying to make a move on you or not. Regardless, you had nowhere else to stay that seemed safe, as once people found out you were friends with the Samatoki Aohitsugi, trouble would be bound to find you. Jyuto and Rio visited sometimes anyway, and he reluctantly agreed.

Many of his clothes were strewn across the floor, luckily not consisting of anything you weren’t supposed to see. There were a few boxes of unopened cigarettes and some garbage. You picked up the cigarettes and sneakily dumped them in the trash. It wasn’t good for him to nbe smoking, and although you’d always been against it, it’s not like he’d cared enough about your concern for his health. He’d probably start complaining about it later.

On his desk were the essentials, a stack of paper, a pen and a photo frame including him and some girl. Looking closer, the girl had short white hair, her bangs messily cut. Her pink eyes seemed to glow out of even the picture frame, and her smile was soft but sweet. She had her arm wrapped around Samatoki’s shoulders, with her other hand in a peace sign. Samatoki on the other hand was standing there, hands in the pockets of his jeans and an irk of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. You were wondering who took their picture for them. Even more so, wondered who she was to him.

As you swept the clothes off the floor and into the hamper, a binder was revealed from under the heap. You picked it up, and turned it over. Washi tape was stuck onto the back, spelling out the name Nemu. It didn’t feel right to snoop around, but your curiosity had gotten the best of you. Opening up the binder showed endless photographs and polaroids of the white haired girl in Samatoki’s picture. If Samatoki could even be like this, he was obviously very enamoured with this girl.

“Samatoki?” You called out to him, assuming he was still on the couch.

“That’s Samatoki-san to you, asshole!” He yelled, stomping into the room like the angry man he was.

That all stopped when he saw what you were holding. His fists clenched at his sides, and his eyes were filled up with hurt. There wasn’t anything you could do as he punched the wall next to him, biting his lip. He quickly swallowed the obvious pain on his face and snatched the binder from your grasp.

“Don’t look through things that don’t belong to you.” He growled, gripping the binder tightly and leaving the room.

“Wait, Samatoki.”

“I already told you, you should call me Samatoki-san. Fucker.”

With that, he left you alone in his tidied room. What was there to feel? Hurt? Upset? It was your fault for pissing him off anyway, and your questions still haven’t been answered. Who was that girl? Why was she so important to him? It muddled with your headspace for a while.

Walking out into the living room, Samatoki was hunched over the binder on the couch, slowly flipping through the pages. Was this his ex-girlfriend of some sort? But his eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed heavily. He looked like a mess.

“Samatoki, are you alright?” You questioned carefully, leaning over a bit to look at him.

“Does it look like I’m fucking alright? Just go back to Nemu’s room.” He harshly spat.

You slowly pieced together the parts of the puzzle in your head. She must’ve been his sister. Assuming something had happened to her, you placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at you again, scowling as he stared at you with a certain fiery gaze that sent shivers down your spine.

“Is Nemu your sister?” You asked, the words lingering in the air as he sat still.

“What if she is? Does it even matter to you?” He growled, slamming the binder closed.

You opened your mouth, but words struggled to come out. What were you supposed to say to that? It really wasn’t any of your business, but you couldn’t just leave Samatoki be like this. It was your fault this was happening in the first place. How were you even supposed to begin calming him down?

“If you want to talk about it, just talk to me. I’ll just head back to my room.” You said gently, silently slipping away from the fuming mess that Samatoki was, and let him cool down in peace.

It was a few empty hours, no shouting, no complaints. To say it was confusing was an understatement. How could you explain the sinking feeling you felt after telling him that?

Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door. You shot up from your position, sprawled across the bed contemplating life, as the person who had let you into their apartment stomped in. He invited himself, it seems like, as he sat on the bed without warning and just stared at the wall.

“Samatoki—”

“She left because of Ichiro Yamada.” He hissed sharply.

“She told me herself that he had said something to her, and she left me right then and there. I have no idea where she is now.” He muttered, biting his lip between his teeth.

You didn’t really know if it was out of impulse, but you instinctively wrapped your arms around him tightly, squeezing ever so slightly. He was as rigid as a tree at first, but he slowly softened up, and hugged you back.

It was a silent moment, one of trust and care. Once you had pulled back, his eyes seemed as if they had been set ablaze. He leaned in, cheeks burning as he kissed you lightly on the forehead, and turned away as he mumbled a small word of thanks. After suffering from enough embarrassment, he left your room, stomping out as always and slamming the door behind him.

You smiled gently, the place where he’d kissed you still tingling as the heat rushed throughout your body. He was adorable, and you were sure that after this discovery you both would be able to further deepen your relationship.

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written = 13.08.2021

proofread = 15.08.2021

© chaoticrumii 2021 ; all rights reserved ; please do not copy / reference / utilise my works without credit

[hypmic-gay-imagines]

DiceGen (sfw; fluff)

this wasn't requested either but my blog isn't gonna get anywhere if i don't have any content lol

sorry for not including Dotsuitare Honpo and Bad Ass Temple, i was lazy and kind of paranoid i'd write ooc

this is a little off-topic, but i hope this is nice

extra tags: laser tag

❝ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ.❞

It had taken a month, but somehow or the other, Ramuda had managed to rope all the divisions into his ridiculous plan of playing laser tag. The other two members of Fling Posse were certain that blackmail and pestering them to death was involved.

That was how they had reached this point, a lot of awkward tension in the air as the four divisions eyed each other suspiciously.

Luckily, Ramuda broke the ice, cheering, "Stop it, we all agreed to leave our hypnosis mics at home. We're all here to kick each others' butts at this!"

That probably just threw a lit match into a swimming pool of gasoline, because instantly, Samatoki and Ichiro glared at each other, silently challenging each other.

Hifumi, Rio, Jiro and Dice were probably the only ones who looked excited about this. Everyone else honestly looked like they wanted to kill themselves as Ramuda dragged Jakurai and Gentaro — the others were thankful Ramuda only had two hands — into the 'arena', the staff handing them each laser guns, although neither division wanted to lose.

"Let's play the first round with teams!" the little pink gremlin suggested, and because almost everyone was so done with Ramuda, they didn't even bother arguing back as they split up to scatter around the arena according to their divisions.

When the buzzer to start shooting each other commenced, the very first thing that happened was screaming from Matenro's side, coming from Hifumi, who was desperately trying to stop Doppo from shooting himself out.

From there, total chaos ensued as an incredibly over-the-top and dramatic laser tag battle broke out.

Ultimately, the winner was MTC, with Juto and Rio — Samatoki had been taken out by Ichiro, although he was still boasting about his division's victory.

"This is unfair! There is literally an ex-soldier, a cop, and a yakuza on that team! Rematch but every man for himself!" Ramuda demanded childishly, and nobody refused; maybe it was because Ramuda's blackmail was heavy.

Hence, they registered and Ramuda paid for another round.

This round was even worse than the previous, being a lot more chaotic, curse words and screaming filling the entire area.

After about half an hour, two people were left — Dice and Gentaro.

In the waiting room with several monitor screens that displayed live footage for the eliminated players to watch, there was a lot bickering, and few actually bothered to watch.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Gentaro was using one of the obstacles as a shield and cover to hide behind, looking at Dice, preparing to shoot. Normally, he wouldn't bother and would just let Dice win, but he made it this far, why not just win the whole thing? However, his eyes widened when he blinked and Dice was no longer there.

"Boo." Gentaro heard a low whisper into his ear, warm breath tickling him, and he jumped, head whipping behind him to see a smirking Dice.

Gentaro immediately pointed the laser gun at Dice's vest, but the latter grabbed Gentaro's wrists with one hand and pressed him against the wall, to the author's surprise, and he struggled against his grip, although he tried to keep his normal, cool composure.

"Dice, are you insane? What are you thinking—"

Gentaro's eyes as Dice connected their lips, his eyes closing. Gentaro felt his own eyes close and his lips move against Dice's to return the passion, his body moving of its own accord.

Gentaro felt Dice smirk into the kiss; before a laser sound and a loud buzz rang out around the arena, Dice pulling away as a computerized voice announced, "Player 7, victory."

Gentaro glanced down to see Dice's laser gun pointed at his vest, and he looked up at Dice, appalled as he fought down the blush those rose to his cheeks. "I can't believe you kissed me just to win. That was such a dirty trick, Dice."

"But you did enjoy it, didn't you, Gen?" Dice chuckled, and Gentaro opened his mouth to protest, but one of the staff came to shoo them out for the next group of people to play.

Unbeknownst to them, Hifumi had gathered everyone's attention to the monitors from the moment Dice had Gentaro pinned, and when the two walked in, Dice blinked, asking, "Why are you guys looking at us funny?"

Gentaro spotted the monitors, and the pink hue returned to his cheeks when he realized that everyone in that room probably saw that kiss.

Now that the game was over, everyone else didn't really see a reason to stay, and leaving Dice's question unanswered, they each left with either a short goodbye or saying nothing at all.

Fling Posse was the last to leave, walking back and making idle chat, and once they reached Shibuya, Ramuda suddenly spoke, "Hey, I got something to do, so if you need to crash somewhere, go to Gentaro's, 'kay? Just for tonight." The gremlin spoke, before running off to god knows where as Dice and Gentaro were left standing there awkwardly.

"Um... Are you coming?" Gentaro questioned, clearing his throat softly as he turned in the direction of the street that would lead to his apartment building and beginning to walk.

"Yeah." Dice nodded, jogging to catch up with the author and slowing down once he had.

"So... Are we gonna talk about that?" Dice asked after a moment of awkward silence.

"About what?" Gentaro asked, just to humor Dice.

"The... y'know, kiss."

"That was something you initiated." Gentaro spoke as they arrived, and he fumbled for the key, unlocking his door and pushing it open, entering and taking his shoes off as he did so, Dice following suit, locking and closing the door behind him.

"But you kissed me back."

Gentaro froze, and he turned to Dice, and for once, his expression seemed completely serious, as did his tone.

"Let me ask you, was that kiss just something for you to win, or did you kiss me because you like me?"

Dice stepped closer to Gentaro, grabbing one of his wrists and tugging, causing the author to stumble forward into his chest, and Dice's other arm wrapped around Gentaro.

Gentaro's cheeks flushed as an expression of shock and speechlessness crossed his features and stuck there and he stuttered out, "D-Dice! What are you doing?!"

It was like a scene out of a shoujo manga, so cliche, but Gentaro supposed he couldn't fault those empty-headed girls for acting that way if a grown man such as himself was that flustered, but he couldn't help it.

Dice was attractive. He was hot. He was cute. He was dumb, but that was incredibly endearing.

Oh, no.

Gentaro was in love with Dice.

Somewhere, Gentaro was sure he could hear Ramuda screaming, "Congrats, you are like, the second last to know!"

"Both," the gambler shrugged, responding to Gentaro's initial question, "I love you, Gen."

Swallowing his pride, making sure he didn't start lying out of embarrassment, Gentaro spoke the truth.

"... I love you too, Dice."

"Not a lie?" Dice's eyes held hope within them.

"Not a lie." Gentaro smiled and confirmed.

Chuckling, Dice pressed a kiss to the author's lips, and it was gentle and sweet.

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Until Next Time... (Doppo x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗼𝗼𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗦𝗲𝗺𝗶-𝗣𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗦𝗲𝘅/𝗘𝘅𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗺, 𝗩𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗦𝗲𝘅

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

Your soft pants are the only sound that echoes through the empty building.

The office is pitch black- almost darker than the sky. It was emptied less than an hour ago, yet the lights from other buildings illuminated your figures. If it weren’t for the sheer height of the building and being on one of the top floors, you would have died from embarrassment already. The two of you were too exposed. Anyone could come in and they’d know what you’re doing instantly. Cubicles aren’t known for their privacy, after all.

The stacks of the other employee’s work sat heavy on Doppo’s desk. They could wait. This is more important.

You gave out a light and airy sigh as you sank yourself back onto his dick, searching for his reaction. His head was limp against the back of the chair as his hands clutched the handles. Soft, short, low moans passed through his lips with your every move. His half-lidded, blue eyes were narrowed hungrily yet he showed constraint. Chest heaving, he licked his lips, drinking in the sight of you slowly fucking yourself. 

Eyes fluttering at the sensation, you forced yourself to take it in as far as you could. It wasn’t easy. The angle allowed for his length to hit deeper than you usually could handle by yourself. Every little move you made would send tiny jolts of pleasure through your core that were almost too much to bear. Even the fluttering of your walls around his length was sending your overly sensitive body into a flushed mess- losing more and more of yourself in the process. 

There was an uncharacteristically aggressive growl that escaped Doppo’s throat as you brought your hands up to fist the material of his jacket. You doubted that half-clothed sex on a cheap office chair was high on the list of anyone’s favorites, but here you were. Riding your senpai’s lap in ripped tights and an unbuttoned shirt...all while using his ID badge as a makeshift gag. Even with the ache in your knees and the shameful wetness between your legs, you were motivated to keep going. You couldn’t dream of stopping, anyway. This was supposed to be his present for being so hardworking… and you’d be damned if you didn’t put on a good show for him.

He’s the first one to clock in and the last one to clock out. As the company punching bag, he just couldn’t seem to say no to anyone. He took everything that was given to him without complaint. Overworked and underpaid, he was a silent backbone of the company. Picking up where others slacked off and never expecting anything in return. Hell, even when you were trusted into his unsuspecting care as another intern to train, he took the liberty of personally teaching you everything you needed to know until you no longer needed to hold his hand. And after that, he made time to check up on you and lecture you about your health (As if poor, tired Doppo had the right to lecture anybody about their health). Your heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster every time you saw him. You fell for the kindness that he showed you. The same kindness that was taken advantage of by others, every single day. That’s why you decided you would do something for him tonight. 

And judging by the burning grip he had on your hips, you had a feeling he liked the something you were doing for him. 

“D-doppo…I...think...I’m...getting...close” You slurred as soon as you let his ID slip from your lips, each word accented with the deep inhale that always followed when you sank down on his dick. Your orgasm was building inside of you. Just a bit more and you’d be seeing stars-

But that’s when he stopped you.

His grip tightened to the point you couldn’t move. You were frozen, halfway down on his twitching length. He had always looked so frail and awkward at work...so where was this strength coming from? 

You involuntarily let out a soft, almost silent whimper. You were still desperate for release, you realized, as your pussy shamelessly clenched around him. Were you… not doing a good job? You couldn’t tell as you looked at his face which was suddenly hidden under his bangs. Maybe...

Maybe… he doesn’t actually like it, huh? The ugly thought passed through your head softly. Your heart hurt as you assumed the worst. 

That is...until he took control.

Up

Down

Up

Down

Up

Down…

….

…

UPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUP-

You cried out- alarmed at the sudden in speed. The feeling was brutal and pace driving you insane. You could hear him let out a low growl- something you would have never expected from your shy, sweet Doppo- as he sat up straighter in his chair and leaned his head forward to rest lightly against your chest. The position brought your bodies flush against each other as you molded into each other’s figures. He felt impossibly closer which made him reach impossibly deeper and just can’t get enough-

 The fast yet shallow thrusts inside of your pussy sent your mind into overdrive. You couldn’t do anything but squeak and moan as you found your fingers gripping the back of his head and squishing him further against your chest. He responded instantly and greedily, nipping at your exposed breasts.

You could feel and hear everything. The stretch of his dick inside of you, stirring you up was overwhelming. The aggressive pants as he continued his onslaught of a pace onto you was utterly erotic The material of his pants against your backside and the stress of your tights around your thigh was unbelievably lewd. And the sound of your sopping core being fucked senseless was too much.

If you thought you were close back then, you must be right there now. His grip and grip alone is the only thing that’s keeping you on the red head’s lap. The pit in your stomach is large and somehow it just keeps growing. You’re seconds away, you can tell. You’re so, so, so very close and he’s going so, so, so very fast that you can’t even remember your own name. Just his.

 Only his.

So that's why, when he brings his head from your chest to your ears and mutters out a “cum for me,” in a voice you didn’t even know he could make- you do. 

With your head tossed back, you cum with a loud cry. Half a second later, Doppo all but slams you down one more time and joins you, shooting his seed deep inside of you, your head begins to spin. He’s groaning as his arms move from your hips to circle your waist needily. It’s amazing how he’s able to fill you up like this but you’re too blissed out to care about anything but him.

Eventually, he finishes. Your chests move in sync with each other, inhaling and exhaling deeply as you both feel tired beyond all belief. With a final sigh, Doppo leans back into his chair, bringing your body with him. You bring your head back just enough to look him in the eyes and offer a small smile.

“Wow,” you murmured, head still in a daze. His tired eyes shimmer with adoration that sends your heart fluttering as he returns your smile. 

“Wow,” He agrees before his smile drops completely. His blue eyes widened in alarm as his mouth gaps in disbelief. “F-forgive me! I’m so sorry! I never meant to cum insid-”

He didn’t finish his sentence. He couldn’t. He was too busy returning your sudden kiss. The feeling of his lips against yours was something you didn’t know how much you truly craved until now. But now that you got taste? You want more.

And that's how you ended up kissing him again. And again. And again, and again, and again until your lungs burned for you to stop. And then you kissed him once more- for good measure. 

Finally pulling apart, you let your forehead gently rest against his. His bangs were tickling your forehead and there was a small trail of salvia connecting you two but you couldn’t care less. You were happy. He was happy. 

And that was all you wanted, anyway.

“Mmm…it’s fine! I enjoyed every second of it!” You hummed suggestively, before giving a lighthearted giggle. “You work so hard for me! I had to make sure I did the same!” 

The expression on his face is nothing short of pure disbelief and awe as you decided to continue. Even with your ripped tights, hiked up skirt, and chest riddled with little bite marks, you had to make sure he knew how much he meant to you. So with the brightest smile, you could muster while still straddling your very attractive Senpai’s lap, you sealed the deal:

“Thank you so much for letting me take care of you, Mr. Kannonzaka! Until next time!” 

Until next time, indeed.