#isara mao x reader

[kunikame]

in your system, even pluto is a planet. - i. mao

warnings : mostly mao centric, gender neutral, astral ref (my trademark trust), my formal apology to all maoPs for redamancy

w/c : 889

isara mao has always been second best.

it is how he spent most of his life, it is what he’s ultimately used to. he knows he would never be first– he knows he's not good enough to be first.

those are the facts, the truths he’s had to abide by since he was a child. no matter how hard he tried, there was always someone who was, simply put, better.

yet to accept a truth is easier than to stop hoping he could one day break the cycle.

he’s reminded of this once more as he watches his unit-mates work on their next choreography. as a friend first and unit-mate second, he will always be proud of them, will always support them and help make them shine if he can.

that doesn’t mean it hurts any less. 

watching them so easily become what he’s always wished he could be. isara mao is well aware he could never sparkle like they do.

as it turns out, he’s the only ‘trick’, whereas the other 3 are the ‘star’.

to accept it is slightly different than it is to continue fighting it.

and that’s where you come in.

while anzu may be their primary manager, she’s been kept busy by other units recently, so to keep trickstar functioning properly in her absence, you’ve been assigned to help them out instead.

mao wouldn’t exactly call it love at first sight (though makoto yuuki would beg to differ)– he simply has good intuition when it comes to people. he just knew you’re a good person, so he stuck close to you. that’s all.

all was well at first.

you helped them out wherever you could, gave them useful advice and even basically collaborated on the choreography. what caught mao off guard however, was that you tried your best to focus on all of them equally. you gave all of them the time of day when they needed it, without any reservations or excuses. if makoto had a question, you would answer it, and if mao needed help the moment after, you would immediately be by his side.

it was weird, to be treated like a voluntary choice.

then suddenly you no longer had time for mao. 

makoto, subaru, hokuto. subaru, makoto, hokuto. hokuto, makoto, subaru.

never mao.

and he doesn’t understand why. 

he doesn’t remember doing anything to upset you, so why?

have you simply realized he’s not good enough to be a choice?

sitting on a random staircase in yumenosaki, the redhead swirled his can of coke as he let out yet another helpless sigh.

he couldn’t even ask ritsu for help, he’d just fall asleep halfway through the story. perhaps it’s for the best if he doesn’t say anything at all. just suck it up and stick it out till the end, as always. deal with it.

for so long he’s associated himself with venus– with it being the second planet from the sun and all– he forgot to think that, maybe, he was just pluto all along.

with the final sigh of his short pity party, he threw the can in the nearest bin and made his way back to the studio. just a bit more practice and perhaps he’ll finally get closer to the others. 

the door opens before him and you’re standing there, eyes wide and mouth gaping, as if you’re seeing him for the first time (he probably doesn’t look much different though, he thinks).

“mao! i was just about to go look for you! the others have left already so i finally have time for you, i’m so sorry i’ve been pushing it off for so long, there was always just.. something. the lights broke and the–” you paused to let out a quick breath, shoulders relaxing for the first time this week, “you know what, whatever, doesn’t matter. i can finally take care of your concerns, so out with them!”

you step away from the doorway to let him in, but he just stands there dumbfounded.

“..mao?”

“... so you– you weren’t ignoring me? like, without reason?”

“what? no! i would never do that!” you looked genuinely distraught and now he feels bad for ever thinking so because yeah, you would never do that (or would you?), he’s just too used to people doing it (way too used, a voice in his head chuckles).

“oh,” he breathes, then steps into the studio.

“if it were up to me i would’ve dropped everything to cater to your needs, but the spotlight that was supposed to be on your position broke, so i made that my priority,” oh, “i’m sorry if i made you feel unimportant, i should’ve discussed it with you first..”

“n-no! no, no it’s fine. you’re fine. .. thank you. for-for doing that for me. and i’m sorry, too, i shouldn’t have assumed..”

you smile at him and he thinks not even the sun is worthy of you. 

it may be the center of the solar system, where pluto is not even a planet and where venus is second– but in the system isara mao sees you as the center of, perhaps he was mercury all along. if he is to crash and burn and suffer incineration in the long run, it may just be a worthy sacrifice.

at least he will no longer be second best.

ੈ✩₊˚TAGLIST : @ibaraluvr @venusflwers @thesapphirecake @yakshalea @mahouwoageru @kazemiya @menhwa-pdf @chalksdreams @gabirii @myunghology @solxima //ask/comment or fill form to be added/removed! (if you're in bold i can't tag you)

[bbiemochi]

helloo i reaaally loved ur last knights work and was wondering if you could write the same for mao?? thank you<33

𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 (𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎) 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! | isara mao x reader

[an]: hi, so yeah anon let’s pretend i didn’t just post this now in 2023 ahahahaha i’m a bad author so, i know that the knights fic was my most liked blog and i am really grateful for that, thank you for reading it <33 as for this one, aahhaahah i hope i wrote this one well for our precious trickstar member :,} nonetheless, tysm for requesting !

also small reminder, this is a point of view of mao ! new change for once ^w^

summary: he knows she’s a childhood friend of yours, but at least give you some space !

pairing: isara mao x g/n!reader

genre: fluff

note: f/n = friend’s name !

THE STUDENT COUNCIL WORK had been more and more stressful these days after the former 3rd years had graduated from yumenosaki private academy. in repositioning for the role of student council president, mao luckily became the perfect pick, and retook over eichi’s position. with tori and his butler, yuzuru, still with him at the council room, the piles and loads of work multiplied over his desk were easily handled and documented.

there were times when ritsu would often come visit the student council room, bug him to let the male sleep on his lap while he worked, and there were also times where his unit would come barging in out of nowhere. sometimes they were a wreck in the student council room, however mao knew so far that they meant a lot to him. not to mention…

not long after he announced being in a relationship with someone, his unit members were really surprised. subaru wanted to meet who he was going out with immediately after the confession, and hokuto had to calm him down. yes, he had faith in his unit about keeping secrets (including when it’s about relationships, which is not allowed to be known by the fans) but there’s this someone that bothered him by letting him know who he was infatuated with. the answer is obvious to be ritsu. even if mao trusts his childhood friend with all his heart, he knew ritsu would grow quite upset to hear he had a romantic partner. most obvious reasons would be because of the knight member’s clingy affection towards the council president, however his older brother thinks otherwise for more reasons.

as now the current student council president, some rules were changed in order to maintain the academy’s strict policy for the idol students in which can be involved with other courses connected to yumenosaki. mao often had hard times with his job, not to mention there were times when his unit members would forget about the rules he newly establishes, and then call them over to his office for a serious talk. mao has always been serious when it comes to student council matters, as both his status as the student council president and an idol (also now captain of the basketball club) had always been a close reputation in his heart. however…

y/n on the other hand had too become a priority to isara himself. his endearing lover who was always patting his shoulder when stressed and giving him small pecks on the forehead (not in front of the other student council members of course, tori would fume in annoyance), this was their ways to calm mao down—other than ritsu sleeping on his lap during working hours, not like mao ever minded he was used to it anyways.

y/n is not a producer in the idol course unlike the number one producer; anzu. instead, they’re only from the normal course in yumenosaki that mao had met when the normal course had some requests for the student council. y/n was their errand student if ever needed something far from the other courses. this was an obvious one, as mao notices it was always y/n who would come over the office when provided with new requests from the other yumenosaki courses. it’s hard work being an errand student that’s for sure. though, that didn’t take long when mao realised he kinda wanted to see them all the time now.

it became a weird attachment towards him, yet in some circumstances that came from a clear realization, yuzuru would soon notice his ‘odd’ behaviour whenever y/n would enter the student council office, a smile always leaking over their face. mao’s facial expression would frequently go from surprise, stammering of words, and an awkward neck brush as y/n hands over some documents from the normal course. these are obvious signs for yuzuru’s ‘theory’ of what’s going on between the errand student and the idol course’s current student council president.

didn’t take long when a festival was held, and mao confessed to y/n after one of his lives. he was a little hesitant at first, hands sweating and shaking as he waited for an answer to arrive—and when such sweet words of reciprocation stumbled on one’s mouth, mao knew lady luck finally gave him his chance. and thus, the relationship began. y/n was more than lucky to have mao’s approval in almost everything they asked for, sometimes even if they weren’t asking for it. for example, free live tickets to his concert, out of nowhere dates (these were mostly fun, so y/n didn’t mind much), and secret kisses in the office.

although the other members of trickstar weren’t much familiar of mao’s significant other, they knew for sure of how in love their unit member can be when infatuated with another.

back to the main hand of the story.

it was a thursday afternoon in yumenosaki, idols were being once again piled with practices, live scheduling for the upcoming projects approved by the student council—not to mention, an ongoing festival happening over inside the idol course building. the busy units that were bombarded inside of their changing rooms to get ready for their concert while visitors from other schools were scrolling around different booths for today’s occasion. mao’s unit was going to be performing later onstage thanks to the festival plan anzu had prepared for the idols entertainment for tonight (much different than last year, the moment where keito embarrassed himself when he pretended to shoot a fan with an imaginary bow—so much to wataru’s amusement at that point), yet the only thing mao could think of at that very moment in his head of clouds was y/n’s appearance roaming freely inside the school.

he had plans for his secret date for tonight with his lover, right after his concert, he would swipe them away with him, and go on for the most fun date of his life (“we’ll distract the fans, sally! don’t you worry!” was what subaru said). still, it would be such a great help. when a knock interrupted his thoughts, isara yelled out a ‘come in!’ signal before the door to the office opened. he was hoping it was either tori, souma, or tori’s butler, yuzuru, however he never expected it would be y/n themself. a wide smile stretches onto his cheeks. “oh y/n, hey! sorry, i’m a little piled up at the moment because of the festival happening right now, it would be best if you’d scroll along down at the booths, it’s going to be a little boring in here…” was the first thing that came out of his mouth. he wanted to slap himself at that moment.

y/n giggles, “it’s alright, just talking to you would be enough. i have so much to tell you!”

talk about hearts jumping…

their conversation lasted for 20 minutes. mao didn’t expect for this topic to go on longer than this workload he has on his hands, considering he wasn’t even much the slightest distracted by his significant other’s beautiful presence shows how much he can multitask with his work. with their hand on his, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad…how much he wants to kiss them at the moment…however that would be far too rash for his acts as a boyfriend. just like this would be ok for him…that is, until another knock could be heard at the door. y/n stands up, letting go of mao’s palm, which saddens him a bit, “i’ll open it for you.”

“thanks.” his eyes were quickly focused back on the document on his hands.

the sound of the door slamming opened was erupted inside the student council office, causing mao to shriek in surprise from the loud noise. all that he saw next was yuzuru pulling an unfamiliar figure away from y/n, who was pulling them close to her chest. what in the world was going on…?

“y/n-chan~!”

“f-f/n?! what are you doing here?!”

“y/n-sama, do you somehow know this individual?”

back to 0 days without nonsense in yumenosaki academy…what a pain…

mao jumps up from his chair and ran to the situation, pulling y/n away as well as yuzuru pulling the girl who was clinging to his lover away. she looked…like a student from the normal course, probably because of the uniform…and her expression when she looks at y/n…also another plus of evidence. the girl tries her best to pull away from yuzuru’s grip, sounding annoyed, “hey, can you let go of me, please?! it’s very rude to hold a girl you don’t know like that!”

“it’s also very rude to just burst inside the student council office without permission, including if you’re from another course, miss.” yuzuru barks back to her. y/n calmly walks away from mao’s grip, and pulls the girl away from yuzuru. now, he was confused. “f/n, what in the world were you thinking?? didn’t i said to wait for me?”

“but y/n-chan you were taking forever! i wanted to eat but you were nowhere to be found, so i scrolled down everywhere to look for you!”

“y/n, do you know her?” mao couldn’t help but question. nervously laughing, scratching the nape of their neck as f/n wraps her arms around them with a huge smile, y/n spoke, “ahaha…sorry about this mao, but uhh…this is f/n, a childhood friend of mine, she’s from the normal course that i brought along here for the idol festival. she’s a little clingy like ritsu but she’s pretty nice. f/n, this is the guy i’ve been telling you about…”

the mentioned female who clings around his beloved stops to look at him and smiles cheerfully, not even bothering to step back a bit from y/n and give around at least some space for them to breathe. “you’re the guy y/n-chan’s been talking about? waaahh! i never knew it was you! member of trickstar, right!? the one who defeated fine at last year’s idol festival! it’s an honor to know that y/n-chan is dating one of yumenosaki’s greatest idols!” she beams at mao along with a giggle. “y/n-chan you’re so lucky! how charming can you get if an idol is also infatuated with you??”

y/n awkwardly laughs as f/n only continued to hug them close. yuzuru seems to also stay bewildered as mao is, ‘course—the butler had no idea if he should continue pulling away from the student office or leave her be, simply because she seemed to be a very close friend of y/n’s. “well none of it matters now, because in the end, it’ll be me y/n-chan’s going to marry, right~?!”

mao felt like a shard had been stabbed in his chest. yuzuru too was surprised by this.

y/n, who was now trying to push f/n away from them, kept looking back if their boyfriend was bothered a little by their childhood friend’s comment out of thin air, “a-alright…! enough of that, f/n—c-c’mon now…! let’s get going, there are idols who are going to be performing soon!”

“oh yeah i forgot…! quick! let’s order some food first before we go! nice to meet you again, mao-san! me and y/n-chan are going to go now!” mao wasn’t even able to say a proper goodbye before f/n dragged y/n out of the student council office, leaving both yuzuru and the current council president standing there, astounded.

***

7:54pm

it was evening by the time the festival finished. and every paperwork scattered across mao’s desk was finished as well. the evident shining stars that twinkled beneath the clouded heavens looked down upon the realm of each individual walking home from the exit of yumenosaki. with a loud sigh escaping his lips and a grunt from the long stretch he did, mao patted a certain ravenette’s hair who was sleeping over his lap as he worked.

“oi ritsu, get up, let me breathe real quick..”

“mmn..” the mentioned male did as he was asked, and sat up from his childhood friend, yawning as he did so. if mao remembers well, the last time he saw y/n was around 12pm, right before the festival was starting—and of course, they were with…that girl named f/n (claiming to be a childhood friend of theirs, yet mao doesn’t remember much of his lover talking about her before).

“i wonder where y/n is…”

“maa-kun, do you think they’re cheating on you?”

“why would…?! ritsu, don’t say such things, i got a little angry with that, y’know??”

“sorry, sorry…please don’t get mad at me, maa-kun…” mao rubbed his arms a bit to calm himself down from such thought. no, y/n was never the type of person to cheat. as they had mentioned earlier; f/n was somewhat like ritsu…very clingy. there was no way ritsu would see that as something else…way beyond their relationship. he felt nervous and…kind of afraid.

just before mao could say anything else, a knock could be heard at the door, and yuzuru was swift to open it while holding a pot of tea on his other hand. “speak of the devil! hehe..!” tori giggled at the back, before munching up a biscuit in his mouth. y/n walks in, completely clueless of what tori meant by that, “speak of the devil? were you guys talking about me just now?”

“ah…please don’t mind them..”

“oh…hi, y/n~”

“welcome back, y/n-sama. please do have a seat while i pour you some tea.”

“oh! thank you so much, yuzuru!” as y/n took a seat across from mao’s seat, mao smiles brightly as he greeted them, “how was the festival? did you and your err…friends enjoyed it?” he asks, a bit timid. ritsu notices this small odd behavior of his childhood friend and chuckles; “maa-kun~ you sound discreet right now, y’know?” he pointed out, causing a small startle from the male beside. ritsu laughs along with y/n who giggles. the tea was served right away not for too long, and ritsu left after tsukasa came looking for him right after the festival activities involving the knight idols. yuzuru and tori both excused themselves for a while to talk regarding of family matters mentioning the himemiya family (it wasn’t a real excuse, all tori wanted was for mao and y/n to have alone time—‘reason’s why he dragged yuzuru into his so-called business).

now it was only the two of them in the student council office. mao started to wonder what was taking souma so long. “aha…sorry about this, maybe you should head home first. this work might take a while.”

“i don’t mind waiting.”

“y-you sure? how about your friend?”

y/n tilted their head in confusion, “what about f/n?”

“well, won’t she be waiting for you? i’m sure she might crash into the student council office again…you should really tell her that this office is not just an in and out room, it’s for business staff members only…and people can only come inside with the consent from the members.” mao spoke, not bothering to look eye to eye level with y/n, who just sat there and listened. y/n giggles, “i know, you don’t have to explain that to me. it’s a habit of f/n-chan’s, i’m really sorry if she had bothered your working hours during that time. i had explained to her about the situation as well, and she’s also sorry about it. i hope you can forgive her for her….recklessness.”

mao sighs, his forefinger and thumb pushing the hem of his nose as he leaned himself down onto his chair. “for someone her age, she’s at least got to know that rule, right? i don’t get it. why is she so clingy?” y/n senses perked up and tingled after that sentence….wait a minute…

“aren’t you bothered by how close she is? i pay real attention, and it looks like she wasn’t giving you temporary space at all.”

“mao…”

“i mean, honestly, ritsu can be clingy like her, but goodness she’s another kind. probably because she’s a girl? gah…no, her gender has nothing to do with this…or maybe she’s way too comfortable around you now…hmm…”

“mao.”

y/n’s boyfriend looked up to them after being called (for the second time), and his eyes darted away quickly. “yeah?”

“were you jealous?”

“…”

“…”

silence lingered like an aroma through the air, with the only noise coming from the outside view of cricket’s chirp and the wind churning an endless tune. y/n looked at mao intensely, while the male on the other hand looked straight back into their eyes, feeling lost in them. for a few seconds, he managed to realise what his lover has questioned, and his cheek burns. “h-hah? jealous? about what?”

“about f/n-chan,” y/n replies, this time a cheshire cat smile stretched across their cheeks. nervousness can be sensed in mao’s laughter, an awkward grin dug through as well. “w-wha…? why would i be jealous? she’s your friend, and i’m your boyfriend. the difference is huge.”

“yeah, i know. but were you jealous of earlier?”

“what type of questions are these? if you’re here to distract me from work then i suggest you just go straight home and rest for me,” mao was totally dodging the question, looking away from y/n who was grinning weirdly at him. this was stupid…why would he be jealous of such a small matter like this? y/n’s laughter could be heard, and mao tried all his best to hide the visible redness of his cheeks. “maa-kun~”

“a-are you really calling me by the name ritsu gave me?” y/n teasingly stuck their tongue out, “you were jealous weren’t you?”

“was not..”

another laugh. “it’s ok to be jealous, mao! honest! just confess that you were jealous earlier then—mph!”

y/n’s sentence was cut short, arms clinging to their shoulders as they were pulled forward by a force, lips meeting his, and eyes wide in surprise. a second has passed, and mao gently pulls away from the kiss, and sits back down on his desk, continuing his work.

“why would i be even jealous? i get to do that to you, and she can’t because you’re taken by me already, so she has no chance,” mao says, calmly, before resuming his paperwork. what a new side to the student council president…

***

a/n: aha…happy valentine’s day…?

[nazukisser]

REQUEST | taking care of an s/o who has a fever

CHARACTER(S) | isara mao

TAGS | fluff, established relationship, hcs

READER | gender neutral

Despite how busy Mao is, he always takes the day off when you’re sick. You’re his first priority, always, even if some joke that he’s “married to his work”. The Earth doesn’t ever stop, but Mao’s world stops when he needs to take care of you. He knows, and he’s more than willing to stop with it to take care of you. 

Mao doesn’t really know how to cook- or so he claims, but he does quite well whipping up comfort foods. It’s satisfying, if you peek into the kitchen to see him following the recipe carefully. As with anything, but especially things regarding you, the effort he puts into it is clearly visible. He has his distinct “focus” expression, and perhaps he might be a little too immersed to not hear you if you call out his name the first time, but after he’s finished with his mission, he comes back, full focus on you.

Even if it seemed that Mao never took a break from work, that it was a constant in his mind, Mao didn’t speak a word about work on those days. In the times that he usually muttered complaints, and detailed plans, he was either quiet, or he talked nothing of it. It was as if work disappeared for that day- every day, he had a mission, and today, the mission would be to help you get better.

You can always contact Mao. He lets you know where he is, so that if you need anything, he can hear you. He’s always listening to what you have to say, no matter what it is. He’s especially attentive when you’re sick, and you’re never bothering him when he needs to do something for you. After all, taking care of you is the reason why he took a day off (and that’s not a bad thing at all for him)

WORD COUNT | 313 words

NOTES | If you enjoy my works and would like to be tagged for future works I release, please send me an ask! Additionally, it would help content get around on this site as there’s basically no algorithm if you reblog works you like. This means a lot to many creators, including me. Thank you to all who reblog!

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Dreaming of You; Dreaming of Fairy tale

|| PREVIOUS

REALITY NOTES MEETS DREAM

|| NEXT

In a place where moons shines bright, a handsome young man who's a knight walks toward the lake that reflected the eternal sky, as he step on the water.

Instead of falling into it, his able to walk through it like there's glass yet fishes all swim around in Glee beneath his footstep.

As he reach the middle of the lake, a white piano that lies there awaiting him. Tracing the edges of the musical instruments a soft smile appear in his face as he takes his seat.

His ruby orbs stared daze for a moment before the first key played and followed by more. A beautiful sounds soon envelope the whole forest and beyond.

In a beautiful castle, people who's fearing the worse yet hoping for the best all hear the beautiful tone of the piano and the voice that travel by the wind spirit.

[ trapped in the forest of sleep, I think of you who I can't be with.]

A sigh of relief almost audible when they all hear it. "Ahahah. He really did it!" The king chuckle as he stood up from his chair in the round table and going to the balcony without caring what the others says.

"Soul song... " Staring at the glowing lake beyond the forest of dreams and nightmare, the kind who was smiling earlier cannot help but sadden when his knights cannot see his face.

"If anything, we could just bring the person here. " He mumbles worried about the unknown.

"But you still agree to let him do what he want, so you better not regret what you did Leo." The silver knight tells the king who don't reply.

"... We can still stop it if you want." The red knight, the youngest suggested. "We all agreed, and we can only hope things will go well." The golden knight says as she looks at her fellow knight, through she too worries about the possible bad outcome of what their dear friend and fellow knight is doing at this moment.

From they all saw the light disappear and the music comes to a stop they felt something is missing. They saw white butterflies fly around them before leaving to the sky and beyond.

"He did it!" Leo cheer before he turn around. "Im going to get some drinks to celebrate!" He quickly reason as tears fall from his eyes, he refuse to let his comrade and friends see this but like him others are crying and sad in their own way.

Tsukasa the youngest is being console by Naru and Sena who's acting tough refuse to let his tears fall but dejected and sadness can be seen in his eyes.

Of course, why won't they? Their friend and fellow knight who is earnest and will make sure his dreams are not just dreams. Even it mean leaving and taking chance to the unknown.

In another world, where you think it's all but a dream lies a world of eternal night. A knight who awaits you in each dream is not just an illusion. It's just that you two are world apart. He just have to make his dreams a reality. To Be in your reality.

"hey! I got us some Ice cream!" Mao called out to you who's waiting for him in the bench in the park, the ice cream man left as he run toward you with the ice cream.

"Yey!" You give a thumbs up to him as you take your ice cream. " Thank you maomao!" You smiles at him earning a chuckle and blushing state. You were enjoying your ice cream when you hear a call of mao name not from a far.

"Maoooo..." You look around and found no one. "Ritsu!" Mao called out as someone from behind the bench ring his arms around mao and rest his head on mao head.

"Nom." You give them a look as you enjoy your Ice cream. "Maoooo did you find a lover already?" The stranger with ruby eyes point at you.

"R-ritsu!!" Mao face turn bright red like his hair by his friend words. "Hmm... Hello... Dear prince/ss " ritsu ignores mao and give you a sweet smile and held your hand and give a kiss on the back of your right hand.

"Let's get along well..." He mumbles as he hugs you too (shameless to put himself between you and mao in the bench)before long his already asleep, holding your hand and mao.

"Gezz.. *sigh.... " Your date cannot help but sigh, he proceed to removes the dry leaves in ritsu hair and clean your face full of chocolate syrup with his handkerchief.

"You two... Why did it seems I'm more like your mom than a date..." He mumbles. "Why a mom? Can you be husband material too." You chuckle as you casually says this. The red haired pause before his face and ears turn become a blushing mess.

"Hard working and caring ... as well very charming young man. I'll be envious of your future spouse cause they'll be super lucky." You added as you finish your ice cream.

"Ah.... " You successfully made your date too baffled to speak. "Hmm. Your correct, dear prince/ss." The sleepy stranger between you two chuckle. "Ah... You seems familiar to someone." He mumbles not remembering much but a soft smile paste on his face as he look at you.

"I felt I meet you before. " "Mao your friend trying to flirt with me." You joked flustered by how close this stranger called ritsu is. "Ritsuuuu..." Mao pulled the other away cause his already intruding your comfort zone as mao notice.

"Why are you in the park anyway?" He cannot help but worry for his friend who seems to have the same thing with sleep like you do.

"I don't know... I forget. I probably sleep walk." The other mumbles staring at mao before looking at you again. "Hey, Do you want two boyfriends?" He gives you a charming smile like his asking you a normal question.

"Huh." -you. "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!" - Mao, baffled.

"let's all go date one another~ ahaha ~" the sleepy knight leaks his arms with you two.

"That's not..." Mao wanted to say something when you who think this friend of his is being silly and was silly in the moment (blame the sugar) "okii!" You raise your hand in agreement!

"MC?!" Mao was surprised and flustered. "Okii, first agenda is make mao sleep... His not sleeping very well for few days..." Ritsu point out and you nodded your head. Very worried about mao too. Mao cannot say anything as you two pulled him under a tree and made him sleep where ritsu have some blanket and pillows on.

Since you and ritsu are two sleepy person you two quickly fallen asleep while making sure the red haired mao will not leave and have no choice but sleep. While sighing how his date did not turn out as he wanted, still he don't think it's a bad one.

Before he close his eyes he saw white butterflies flatter around the three of you and slowly succumb to a nice sleep.

[tokusaatsus]

REST DAYS

ft. isara mao

© tokusaatsus 2022

warnings: mentions of overwork

When you peer into the practice room, you will admit that you’re disappointed–but not surprised–to see one Isara Mao fast asleep with his head pillowed on his arms. His hair falls around his face, framing it with a curtain of red. He looks much younger like this, with his face smooth and free of the worrylines that are usually present.

As much as it hurts you to disturb his moment of peacefulness, you know it’s not good for him to stay in that position for too long, or he’ll hurt his neck.

“Mao~” You lilt, gently shaking him awake. Or at the very least, attempting to. Keyword being, attempt. Mao shifts, but doesn’t stir, mumbling softly under his breath. “Mao, you need to wake up~”

He doesn’t, content to curl up on the hardwood desk and you sigh. It seems desperate times still call for desperate measures. You crouch down, slip your hands underneath him, and voila! Suddenly, you have an armful of sleepy Isara Mao.

You set off at a brisk trot for his dorm room.

You must make for a strange sight, you think–Yumenosaki’s current Student Council president and you, the former held bridal-style in your arms. Perhaps they should’ve recruited you for the Ring.A.Bell shuffle… After all, you could have simply bridal-carried everyone! That would’ve added some spunk to the whole thing.

You barge into the Isara-Itsuki-Kiryu-Sena dorm room, startling…thankfully, no one because Sena-senpai and Itsuki-senpai are both still in Florence and Frace, respectively, and Kiryu-senpai is busy with something that you didn’t care enough to know the details of.

“Mm… Y/N?” Green eyes blink up at you dazedly as you deposit your cargo onto his bed, tucking him under the covers. One sleepy magician, all packaged up! 

“The one and only!” You agree. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.”

“W… What’re we doing?” Mao’s voice slurs, still heavy with the allure of sleep and you giggle softly.

“Well! I’m glad you asked, because you are going to take a nice long nap in your comfy bed and I am going to hunt down some victims–I mean, willing helpers–to finish up the rest of your StuCo work.”

“Wait!” Mao yelps, trying to squirm out of his nest of blanket burritos. “Wait, wait, um, please don’t go…” You tilt your head, a little confused. He pats the bed next to him. “Sorry, I just… Stay with me?” He looks at you pleadingly, and you heave a dramatic exhale.

“Okay, I guess…” You plop down and snuggle close, snaking your arms around his waist and pulling him flush against you: back pressed against your chest. “That means spooning time,” You say wisely. Mao stammers.

“Wh-I–You–!?”

You hush him, tracing soothing circles against the flesh of his stomach. “Be quiet, Mao, we’re snuggling.”

“R-right,” Mao nods, determinedly. His face is nearly as red as his hair. It’s cute. He’s cute. You consider opening your mouth to tell him, but you fear it might be too much for his poor little heart to handle, and so you simply let out a jaw-breaking yawn. “That’s all it is. We’re just c-cuddling. Just two friends, in the same bed, spooning.” HIs voice breaks on the last word and his breathing picks up. “Nothing to worry about. Cuddling. Spooning. That-that’s all.”

“Mao,” You interrupt. You have no energy to deal with any crises, emotional or otherwise. “If you don’t shut up and go to sleep right now, I swear to God you’re going to regret it.”

He falls silent. A coward he might be, but at least he has some sense of sanity, you think fondly. Pressing a quick kiss to the back of his neck, you chirp. “Happy birthday, Workaholic-san. Your gift today is me, and so I’m all yours~”

A beat of silence, then: “W-WHAT?!”

notes!

WC: 634 words

reze txt happy (belated) birthday mao! our incredible magician! may you continue to support your friends and be supported in turn <3

taglist: @prpne @gabirii @kazemiya @engurishu @kkomaism @asbestieos @mikctp @lilikags @lolthia @unwantedsleep @hasumilvr @head-full-of-empty @pr3tty-jennie @narumika

[herri-writes]

A Little Break

Mao Isara x Reader

Note: Inspired by a memory of me and my crush having a short moment between classes. My teeth are rotting because it's so cute and sweet.

Indulging myself bc it's Mao. Yes, MAO ISARA, my self-proclaimed non-existent boyfriend.

Neways, first fic of the year woohoo!! \(*v*)/

Lazy afternoon days in the student council room became a favorite past time of yours it's because you'll be able to spend time with your boyfriend, the student council president, Mao Isara. He's always busy and so are you but your busy schedules contradict to each other that you two barely had the time to be together. When you told him that you have a vacant schedule this afternoon, Mao didn't hesitate to tell you to stay in the student council room afterwards.

And here you are with him working his day away with the school-related paperwork and you napping peacefully. You didn't take enough rest now that you can sleep peacefully. You felt safe napping here now that Mao is near you. Sometimes, Mao wondered if you're an another Ritsu but an overworking one.

While you're napping at the table of the vice-president of the student council, Mao put his pen down and looked at your sleeping figure. A pen was on your fingers, hanging for dear life while you fell asleep in the middle of your producer work, your other arm became your pillow and you rested your head on it, and your sleeping figure was evident that you're completely tired even though you're supposed to take a break but you still work on the edited proposal given to you.

Mao sighed at the sight and left his seat. He sat on the chair beside yours and removed the stray hair on your face. You stirred in your sleep and changed your arms' position to make yourself more comfortable. Now, you have two arms to use as a pillow but the pen on your hand stayed there.

Your hold on the pen is very loose that Mao took it from your hand and placed it on the stack of proposals near you. Mao became bored and leaned on his seat and tried to think of a way to entertain himself, just a little. He grinned a little as he rested his chin on his palm and tilted his head to see if you're sound asleep or not.

He took the pen and played it on your hands. He poked your hands with the pen and inserted the tip on the gaps between your fingers. He did it again on the other and continued.

You felt someone played your hand that you clenched your fingers. Mao suddenly stopped and removed the pen from your hand. When he saw your hand relaxed, he played with it again.

You moved your head to see who's the culprit that disturbed you in your sleep, you lazily opened your eye to see Mao, smiling gently at you. You were too tired to process anything that you hummed in your sleep, as if you're trying to ask him something. Mao heard it and he stopped playing with your hand.

You groaned and tiredly asked him, "What are you doing...?" Mao didn't reply as he gave you a smile. He gently patted your head and told you to continue to sleep. Your eyelids became heavier than it was earlier that you fell asleep once more.

Mao was glad that he was able to spend time with his lover, even though you're peacefully napping away like this. He was able to find solace when you're near him, it was almost like when you spend time with him while producing Trickstar. He was also glad that no one interrupted their comfortable moment. If only he could peck your forehead like a domestic boyfriend giving a good night kiss to his significant other.

Before he could return to his work, Mao leaned down to kiss your forehead but was unable to do so when someone entered the room without further notice.

"Sarii! Time for practice!" Subaru barged in into the room and slammed the door open wide, revealing the other two— Hokuto and Yuuki. Before Mao could scold the eccentric ginger, a dangerous aura appeared behind the trio, an aura that Yuuki is very familiar of ever since the day of the shooting.

"You weren't supposed to disturb the president, Akehoshi. You did it again this time."

Beads of sweat formed on Mao's forehead when he saw the butler behind the rest of Trickstar. He immediately placed his finger on his lips, telling them to lower their voice and pointed your sleeping figure with his other hand. The four apologized and closed the door shut.

Seems like Trickstar's practice is cancelled today.

W/N:

I wanna curse my crush so bad. So bad that he made me feel things (EVERYTHING IS INNOCENT. DO NOT STAIN IT WITH IMPURITIES.)

Your local Mao/Rei simp and sanest SwitchP here has a irl crush. I wanna rot.

[sakumz]

 ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ i. mao x fem reader ]

tw❗: none

" click, " hearing the sound of the camera go off as well as the slight flash, mao couldn't help but turn to the person he was supposed to be walking home with.

" what's that for? " he questions.

" you're really photogenic, maybe what that sakuma say is true huh, " they replied.

" oh cmon now, it's probably badly taken. delete it, I'll post for you if you want, " he offers, hoping they'll buy it and actually delete the photo. he doesn't need to see to know it's really badly taken, knowing ritsu does have his share of mao photos in his phone and more than fifty percent are really random.

" nah, imma keep it. you're really cute hahaha but saying that is probably something you hear more than one hundred times in your life knowing you and ritsu were friends for so long, " they say. if only they knew, their compliments does have a way to his heart. he turns away from them, hoping his heart would stop beating so fast.

" what, you're that embarrassed of the photo I took that you won't look at me? I'll delete it if it's making you uncomfortable, " they offered as mao push down their hand with the phone down, staring at them with his flushed face.

" i-i-its fine, really! take as many photos if you want of me. if they make you happy then- "

" everything about you makes me happy, not just your looks! " they say as mao feels like he's about to faint. when ritsu told him, he was down bad for them, he didn't expect it to be this bad.

" lets just go home, " mao says as he drags them to the bus, maybe time will tell him when he'll be promoted from friend to lover.

---

[esidolmail]

Dear Mao

Thank you for inspiring me daily to move forward and strive to achieve my goals.

I admire you very much and I will not stop supporting you at any time!

Atte: Camila

For @misswritermuse

[gentaro-kinniecom]

“Oh you haven’t kissed anyone yet? Neither have I, maybe we could..?”

Characters: Adonis Otogari, Tatsumi Kazehaya, Yuzuru Fushimi, Tsumugi Aoba, Kanata Shinkai, Leo Tsukinaga, Mika Kagehira, Hinata Aoi, Mao Isara and Niki Shina

Cw: fluff! Silly kisses and flustered (?) characters, Keito being mom coded in Mao’s part HELPP, idk what else to say except that..I really enjoyed writing this

A/n: Hi guys! I went missing for like 2 months (school has been absolutely brutal) but anyways, I hope y’all enjoy this silly post, also the reader is the one who tells them that, not the character towards the reader (i hope it made sense 😓)

Adonis Otogari

“Huh?” what the first thing Adonis replied to when he heard your question. He seriously thought he’d heard wrong and blushed a bit as he ran the words over and over again in his head, he really wanted to kiss you. Especially since he’s had a crush on you for a while, so Adonis gently brings you closer and kisses you. He apologizes later on even, if you didn’t mind the kiss and he’ll try to properly court you afterwards.

-“Can we go on a date? I insist, you’re a wonderful person to be around with”

Tatsumi Kazehaya

Tatsumi gets embarrassed at the suggestion, he didn’t expect such a bold statement coming from you. He’ll decline the offer, saying that it would be ‘unpleasant’ to kiss if you’re not in a relationship…Tatsumi changes his mind when you suggest trying things out as a couple. Going on dates and listening to his rants about..anything really. He doesn’t want to admit how badly he wants to kiss you, so he does, with no hesitation.

-“Now that we’re together..I suppose you don’t mind me showing you my affection, hm?”

Yuzuru Fushimi

Nearly drops his tray of tea when you said that. You noticed the change in his attitude, a bit flustered and shy as he offered you some tea. Tori was out to visit Eichi and Wataru was practicing for another show, meaning it was the given moment to spend time with Yuzuru. As much as he wanted to leave, he couldn’t help but want to kiss you. Yuzuru was now grabbing your chin softly and leaning in, parting away as he smiled.

-“It seems a date is in order? I would be delighted to show you some of the best sights in the city”

Tsumugi Aoba

Similar to Yuzuru except, he dropped the books he was holding and quickly got down to get them back. Yet, you were helping him, and he got more nervous and shy. However, Tsumugi grabbed your hand, whisking you away to a more secluded area to kiss you. He confessed that he liked you since the day you’ve met and it all felt like a dream when you asked him that.

-“I would’ve never guessed that a day like today..we would kiss in the library, but, I’m definitely not complaining..”

Kanata Shinkai

His face remained puzzled as he asked you to repeat the question again. Kanata smiled as he heard it once more, pulling you towards the waves of the ocean as he wrapped his arms around you. It was usual for him to be so affectionate with you..but as his lips neared yours, you felt your breath hitch. Your clothes were wet by the time you both left the fountain; Kanata was now holding your hand softly while kissing you

-“Hehe~ I like ‘spending’ time with you..do you want to go on a ‘date’ with me~?”

Leo Tsukinaga

He straight up just laughs and begins writing on the notebook you gifted him a while back for his birthday. Soon holding it up for you as you read the lyrics of a song Leo had thought of the moment you told him that. Suddenly, you felt him kiss your hand before moving to kiss you softly. He moved his hands to your face, still kissing you while smiling and parting away for air, wishing that moment lasted forever.

-“I was hoping you’d say that sometime, you give me so much inspiration~! I’ll make sure to dedicate you even more songs from now on!”

Mika Kagehira

Mika was sewing quietly when he heard your suggestion. Hands shaky as he stopped what he was crafting. He was lucky Shu had gone to deliver some important outfits, meaning he wasn’t returning until a long time. Mika then looked your way, admiring your features as he then got up. Grabbing your face with both hands as he leaned in, kissing you dearly.

-“I..sorry, I really like you Y/n, and..well..I want to spend time with you..anywhere”

Hinata Aoi

It all started like a joke to him, he couldn’t believe you were serious about it afterwards, his brother found out and listened in to what he thought about it. Hinata had a crush on you since ever, everything about you was so perfect in his eyes. He felt at comfort for the way you knew who he was and not confuse him with his brother often. After thinking about it he accepted the offer, taking you to the roof and kissing you softly. Smiling as he admired your features

- “I’m glad I met you, you’re so wonderful I…I get speechless whenever I’m around you”

Mao Isara

Keito coughed a bit, making his presence noticeable in the student council’s room as Mao blushed, he heard it even if you whispered it? Keito just sighed and left the room, warning Isara not to do anything..out of the ordinary while he was gone. But, he just allowed that to happen.. Mao saw as you sat down beside him, grabbing his hand as he smiled; he nodded while leaning forward, you kissed him quickly before Mao then pulled you back for another one.

-“I know we shouldn’t kiss here but..what’s one small kiss going to change? I have the perfect place for our lunch, if you want to join me afterwards”

Niki Shiina

His brain kinda just..stopped (?) working the moment you spoke, the food that he was making nearly burned as he quickly turned the stove off since it was already done. Niki couldn’t help but wonder if he heard right. He noticed how you looked around the kitchen, smiling and helping him prep the food for his unit-mates. After being alone, he thought about it for sometime, grabbing your hand softly and bringing you back to the kitchen to kiss you softly against the counter

-“You’re so cute when you help me around, we should bake together sometime..”

[makur0]

No Nut November?

synopsis — they’re drawn into this daring challenge, all hoping to win. but who really has the guts to do so? [various enstars! x gn! reader]

featured characters — kuro kiryu, hiyori tomoe, shu itsuki, mika kagehira, mao isara, izumi sena, niki shiina, madara mikejima, adonis otogari, jun sazanami, tsumugi aoba, rinne amagi (phew a mouthful haha)

content warnings — nsfw, mdni. rough sex, jealous sex, cunnilingus, use of toys, penetration (both reader and character recieving), some hard dom! chara some reader, reversed role, sexual frusturation, teasing, degradation, face sitting, crack in some, fluffy sex in some, all of them being absolute whores (including me lets not lie)

author’s note — CROWD CHEERING IM BACK TO SMUT Y’ALL (tbh i failed the challenge like a week in but never actually opened that up bc... yeah.) and special thanks to all my mutuals for the characters, lol (these skanky-ass whores are kinda... mmm)

word count — 3559

Give it up for Rinne Amagi y’all, for he isn’t trying to win. I swear this man has no intention of going clean for even twenty-four hours, what makes you think he’ll do it for a whole month? In fact, just to piss off all of the contestants he’ll drag you into his room and go feral on you. Good thing Hiyori and Kanata had decided to bunk at a different dorm (they probably saw this coming) or else they would see Rinne fucking you into his mattress, your tear-stained face shoved into the pillows as you moan shamelessly every time he slaps his pelvis against your ass. Calling you dirty names, leaving handprints on your ass, hickies, bruises and even broken skin littering your chest and shoulders. He literally turns you into a dumb stuttering doll as he pulls countless orgasms out of you, soaking his bedsheets underneath you and generally creating a mess. Which he’s honestly aiming for. Riling up all those so-called ‘clean’ people and making them regret their choice for accepting the challenge. It’s in his nature, after all, to stir up chaos.

Oh? You were planning to participate in the challenge too? Well that has him even more hyped up. He’s gonna scramble your mind (and insides) so much that you’ll be so fucking glad that you didn’t take up the offer and instead stayed with him. If he can make you feel this good, why throw it away for such a shitty gamble that you wouldn’t even gain anything from it?

I don’t think it’s quite obvious, but Jun Sazanami would have lost within the first day. He may have a bit more dignity than our favorite redhead, but that doesn’t mean he’s not a horny teenager at heart. Dragged into this mess by Ohii-san and taunted by him, he was really set on winning it, poor man. He only realized his fault as soon as the first day, when he went out with you. Jun really couldn’t help himself as he would constantly steal looks to your body, feeling himself heating up even more than usual due to the challenge itself. (Literally why are you the most horny when you want to become clean?) I feel like he won’t just fold you and start rutting into you like a bitch in heat— well to be honest i want him to do that— but he’ll secretly jerk off away from the prying eyes of his friends, in hope that people wouldn’t notice. Frantically fisting his hard-on, his other hand desperately muffling his moans, as he comes for what seems like the third time that night. Imagining that it was your hand around his cock, pumping his seed out, and your tongue licking up all of his cum. Goddamn- he can’t escape from your hold.

Of course Hiyori finds this out, but Jun isn’t really all that pissed about it... at least he can fuck you now without worrying about this stupid challenge anyways. 

Talking about him, Hiyori Tomoe wouldn’t last either! Definitely hypes himself too much, proclaiming that he will win this challenge easy-peasy. But that’s him talking when he gets pussy/dick almost every night. Even going as far as teasing his friends about it, catcalling them, but soon enough he’ll be eating those words when it hits him that he can’t call you. At least, to call you to meet him at his room again to do their almost-daily quickie. And what?! He can’t even masturbate too??

Somehow he gets through the first week (with him grinding against his sheets softly I may add- which unfortunately made the man even more needy) but it soon turns to be futile as every time he lays eyes on you, dirty fantasies fill his mind. Damn the challenge; why can’t he just have you sit on his cock in public, your nice little hole drooling over his length as you grind impatiently against him? You look so cute in those clothes anyway... 

And when you get irritated? By god he’s spiraling. He wants- no, needs you to peg or ride him until he’s seeing stars. Losing his sanity by the second, he’s shoving you into the nearest bathroom stall, impatient to finally get off after so long. And please do help him... he’s been good for a week, right? A whole seven days! He surely deserves a treat, no?

As a joke, Madara Mikejima would take on the challenge fully knowing that he’ll loose... so why? Just to see your face when he announces it? He’s fully aware that you can’t handle the sexual deprivation (even more so than he), so you’re devastated when he tells you his plan. Of course this is all just to see you break and whine to him just so he can tease you about it, but not just yet...

You couldn’t keep your composure for even a week, so soon enough Madara finds you getting off to your toys, trying to keep your loud moans at bay. He doesn’t bite for a minute or so, but once he sees your blissful face once you come undone on some fucking silicone something eats at him. Within a second he’s towering over you, throwing that slicked-over toy and biting at you with a tight smile that clearly tells you that you’re in for it. He’s being extremely petty over getting jealous by a toy, but he’s set on making sure that nobody, not even nothing can make you feel as good as he is right now. Surely, with the way you’re screaming his name for all the neighbors to unfortunately hear, right? And the way you’re convulsing on his cock, pushing him to fuck you even harsher and deeper, yeah? In the end Mama set you up for a trap but he fell in it instead... but really, what does it matter when in the end he has you fold for him?

Poor Tsumugi Aoba, trying so hard for the sake of... what was it exactly? Did he hopefully write it down? Anyways, there’s no shot that this baby wins with all the work stress he’s under. How can he lose you, his main source of relief, for an entire month? He’s likely one of the few people who took the challenge but realized the struggle, so as soon as he’s starts he starts drowning himself in even more work, as ironic as it sounds. It’s successful... for what, the first week and a half or so? But there’s only so much work to be done. He somehow burns through a whole month’s work in a span of a week, and comes up with nothing after that. That’s when the real struggle happens.

It’s almost like he’s death-staring you as he sits with you at the dinner table, but in reality he’s having a mental conniption. All of his walls melted like ice thanks to the lack of distraction, and he’s trying to stop the flow of dirty, dirty thoughts about you. His dick getting hard within a snap of your finger, his face getting flushed and hot, it doesn’t take long for you to connect the dots and mentally sigh. Usually Tsumugi would listen to you thoroughly, but as soon as the words he wanted to hear slipped out of your lips he’s pressing against you like a dog in heat, apologizing profusely as he fucks you right over the table. And he’s likely going to keep you there for a good hour- this man has stamina. Prove me wrong >:(

Kuro Kiryu is struggling because you are. See, if he didn’t catch you biting your lip in frustration, rubbing your thighs together subtly, even ghosting your hand over your sex, he himself wouldn’t feel himself getting hot and hard. What’s turning him on is your sexual frustration... which later on would definitely put it to good use. Unfortunately for him though, he’s still tied into the challenge so he has to at least try. It’s probably the worst two weeks of his life as he tries not to fold your sleeping figure next to him in bed, instead going as far as staying up through the night and taking out all his frustrations on a poor sandbag (I’m telling you, by the end of it his dick his harder than that lmfao). Yes, he loses. Halfway through November, itching for some intimate touch, he nearly praises the lord above when he catches you playing with your sex like a bitch in heat, hurriedly trying to get off. 

He’s your man, so of course he has to help you! Just thank him by spilling your loud whorish moans into his ear as he fucks you on the cold bathroom floor, the heat radiating from both of your sweating bodies competing with the hot shower steam. His pent-up energy is either a blessing or a curse to your poor body, because he’s not letting go of you until he’s come at least... be real. Five or six times. And plus I’m normal about breeding so of course he’s watching his thick cum seep out of your hole, decorating the already-white marble tiles. He can’t help but take a picture for masturbation food, seeing your slicked-over hole and ass pairing with the purple, red, and pink marks he proudly left behind. Is he ashamed of losing the challenge? Honestly a bit during post-sex and when he finally has reason... but he’s learned so much that he wouldn’t know before. So it’s a 50/50 for him.

Shu Itsuki struggles because you aren’t. The Shu Itsuki, the self-proclaimed best artist, a man of culture, is frantically trying to calm down his raging hard-on as you waltz away from him, perfectly fine and calm?? No no, it should be the tables turned! You should be the one begging him to please you, and he should be scoffing at your brazen behavior! But no matter how much he wishes it to be this way, your lack of attention, sexually, has him bucking into his expensive sheets, whining into his already-soaked pillow as he tries to get himself off. I feel like Shu is the type of person to train himself to control his sexual desires when you’re not around, taking extreme caution to not to try to come over anything but you. Oh how it bites him in the back now, frustrated tears falling from his lilac eyes as he can’t bring himself to reach an orgasm even once. And he’s not the type to use toys, as the traditional man he is, so there’s nothing in his house that could accommodate to his needs. So he’s, in the worst time possible, stuck.

Finally dropping his pretentious ego, he comes to you as a whiny, horny flustered mess as his obvious hard-on pokes through his pants. You can’t help but coo at his helplessness, teasing him bit to further rile him up. But you can’t have your pretty princess wait for too long, or he’ll actually lose it. So give him a good hard fuck, riding him or pegging him it doesn’t matter, and break him over your lap until he’s a babbling flushed mess. Because of how sensitive he is you have his watery cum staining your slacks, feeling the cool liquid touch your hot skin, but you could care less as you please your baby <3.

Mika Kagehira is adamant on making sure nobody finds out he’s cheating. Who is he kidding- a person who basically lives on your quickies almost every day wouldn’t survive this challenge. But you just look so hopeful as you turned to him to win, genuinely thinking that he’ll succeed. So for your sake he’ll stay quiet, although it’ll probably kill him that he won’t be able to feel you for a while. All he has to survive off of are shitty sex toys and every once in a while plushies that permanently smell like you, so it’s definitely not the best but it could be worse.

But out of all people (although looking back he was relieved) you were the first one to find out that he was cheating all along. Walking into him whining against his pillows, grinding his dick into the cum-soaked sheets as a vibrator was shoved into his ass at the highest speed. You’re frozen in your spot for a good minute, trying to process the scene in front of you, before your wrenched out of your thoughts as the male moans out your name quite shamelessly, gripping onto the ropes he wrapped around his wrists for the thrill of the burn. He was so far gone that he couldn’t even care who walked in on him, which, good for you, could enjoy the show a little bit more before you intrude on his session. So there you are, sitting at his desk, staring at the writhing boy pleasing himself at your name. Around ten minutes pass by, and Mika’s looking pretty worn out so he reaches for the remote. But before he could shut it off you suddenly appear on him, resting your hand over his. The poor boy is flabbergasted, trying to come up with some silly excuse before your other hand is rubbing dangerously close to his dick. Even after all the orgasms he’s had he feels himself getting hard again at your touch, and soon enough wanting more like the spoiled whore he his. But dear me, he’s expecting you to be nice to him especially since he hasn’t had you for so long. He broke his promise after all, didn’t he? Hope he doesn’t mind a bit of pain...

To be fucking funny, Niki Shiina would have won. So hard. Just the way his mind works has him thinking about food all the time, and of course your one of his favorite snacks but somehow it hasn’t brutally affected his sexual deprivation. Somehow. Butttt of course you go and screw everything up. Just like Rinne you fucked the whole challenge... but why is Niki doing it??? Who the hell convinced him to do so? And just ditch you? Nope, not on your watch. You’re gonna make sure he looses, and hard.

He only realizes your intention halfway through, but it’s too late. Because of your influence his dirty mind is turning everything sexual, and it’s pushing him over the edge. He’s pretty much had enough. So, completely disregarding the challenge, he manages to corner you and outwardly express his aggravation, throwing a tantrum like the little kid he is. You simply laugh at his antics, dragging a finger across his collarbone and... wow, you can’t remember what happened after that. All you could focus on was how harsh he was shoving his face into the sheets. The high-pitched whines and moans did not match at all with the brutal pace he set on you, destroying your insides. All you could do was grip on the sheets for dear life, your pupils blown wide and face extremely flushed as Niki fucked into you like a dog in heat. If you didn’t have the pillows masking your sight, you would’ve seen the man have tears streaming down his face in pleasure, his lips stuck in a pout as he watched your hips bruise under the iron grip he had you in. For such a soft guy, he sure is rough... tenfold if he was pent up. 

Izumi Sena would be close, but not enough to win. Without you he definitely has the mindset for it. You would think he would get so frustrated by his model workload but ironically it’s what keeps him sane. Give him more than a few days off and his mind will be in the gutters in no time, no matter how much he tries to resist. But the gods seem to be on his side for the entire challenge (how he learned of it, who knows. why, confidential i guess) because the more work he got the less he talked to you. Of course you two contact on a regular basis but nothing more than a short, sweet call or texting each other for minutes at a time. It seems to be enough for him, at least. Whereas you, with a much much higher sex drive, is crying in your sheets. You just want to get off so badly and that’ll just be the end of it, but with the cocky idols teasing you and the haunting nightmares of Izumi being extremely disappointed in you helps you hold off... at least for now. You’re not sure if you can hold it out for any longer.

Fortunately for you, unfortunately for him, the Knights had an ‘emergency’ and he was called back to Japan a week before he was scheduled to leave. The emergency in question was just a lost Leo Tsukinaga, which was solved in no time, but that left Izumi back with you in person while there was just one week left in the challenge. And oh boy did you use that to your advantage. You couldn’t wait when the two of you were alone after the whole fiasco- in fact within the next day the man woke up to your naked figure sitting on his chest, tracing your fingers along his collar. With that and his usual morning wood, Izumi’s sanity and patience snapped like a twig. Flipping you over and immediately pushing inside of you, he’s plowing into you like a starved man, which he is. All of his manner, ego, and common sense is thrown out the window as he moans and curses into your chest, trying to go faster than the pistioning pace he’s already setting on. He’s reduced to a horny teenager, saying how much he missed you and your hold, even coming within the first minute of fucking you. But as soon as he has that post-orgasm mindset, and realizes what you’ve done to him with a flushed angry face, he’s not letting you go for the rest of the day. Be prepared to call out from work tomorrow, because he’s gonna make sure that you get more than what you bargained for.

Mao Isara perseverance is so godly I’m jealous of this man. ...Ok, maybe he acts like a teenager with a middle school crush around you during this challenge, but that doesn’t mean that his common sense and rationality is leading him the right way. But major kudos to the President himself because he’s balancing the stress of work and deprivation for an entire four weeks.

Like all he gets itchy when his time is almost up, and almost loses when he has a sleepover with you, seeing your slumbering body so flush and close to him he’s immediately getting hard. But no, for the sake of his reputation he has to continue, just for a little while. Then he’ll get the prize he’s drooling for. He’s jumping on you, asleep or not, and shoving his face into your sex as soon as his phone says December 1st (which he has been checking several times). He missed your taste and smell so much, he literally comes into his pants as your scent hits him like a brick wall. You’d be waking up to him devouring you from in between your legs, already waking up disoriented and, frankly, now needy. But don’t worry- he’s not letting you go anytime soon until he quenches his thirst and has you come several times for his pleasure. Even after that he’d be fucking you into the mattress, babbling about how much he missed your tight hole and thanking you so much for being patient with him, wrenching out an almost high-pitched moan every time he empties his overloaded balls into you.

Adonis Otogari has the most control over himself so of course he’s one of the very few winners among these horndogs of idols. By no means does he win for boasting rights or to tease the others, but he genuinely believes that it’ll impress you- I swear this boy will jump on any opportunity to see your face light up in excitement; he lives for it. So if this challenge will have you jumping up and down in joy, he’s down.

Minimal struggle. Of course he wakes up with the occasional morning wood, but calms himself down within an hour or so before Koga points it out and shit crashes and burns. Further into the month he has to use more... creative ways (I swear this man is willing to bathe in ice cold water to get his dong to freeze up and feel nothing) but somehow he perseveres as everybody around him starts dropping like flies. And when that clock strikes twelve on the last day of November he’s on cloud nine. Fortunately you’re with him at this time, so he doesn’t waste a single minute to drag you into bed and indulge in you for the remaining nightly hours. Instead of being rushed, harsh, and overall needy (although he is don’t lie), he’s going to take his sweet time and remind himself the pleasure he gets from either fucking you nice and slowly or eating you out so that both of your minds are reeling. He survives, but don’t expect him to do this again anytime soon.

Taglist: @mishkakagehishka @yandere-daze @ciderwebs @sakumasmut @mumuugi @procrastination-is-my-profession @ibaraluvr

[poetryandfluffycats]

hihihi can i req mao being like really rough but praising u alot throughout it ?? hopefully that made sense, i love ur work btw !! <33

A/N: mao fuckers your dinner has been served

Pairing: Mao Isara x fem!reader

Content: You never get to see your boyfriend due to his work as an idol and your own busy lifestyle. So, when you do see each other, all that pent up energy from the time you were apart comes to life.

Warnings: NSFW, penetration sex(p in v), barely any preparation, making out, neck biting, hair pulling, very small amount of knee riding, rough sex, praise, kinda pussydrunk mao

Words: 1.7k

NSFW oneshot under cut!

It was more than often that Mao got horny when you weren't around, which when you thought about it, was a lot of the time. Neither of you could ever get your schedules to line up, leading to dry spells that went on for weeks at a time and lonely night after lonely night with his hand down his pants and your name on his lips. And, if you were being honest, you found yourself in the same position most nights as well.

It was safe to say that the two of you were both extremely pent up, and just about ready to explode when you did see each other.

/------

"God, I missed you so much"

Maos hands held you in a earth shattering grip as he pushed you up against the wall, lips attacking your own in a sloppy kiss. There had been no lead up to it. No 'hello', 'how are you', nothing. The very second the door to his dorm was shut behind you he was pulling you in, pushing you up against the kitchen wall and was all over you like a bad rash.

Not that you minded of course, this was exactly what you had come over for.

You were weak in his hold, not able to do anything expect melt into his touch and let him have his way with you. A moan bubbled from your throat as his knee came up, nudging itself in between your legs and delivering that delicious friction your core had been begging for. Your hands flew up to the back of his head and clamped around his red locks, tugging with a force that made him whine in pain and his already half-hard cock twitch in his pants.

"Shit, Mao, slow down!~" You managed to pull away to catch your breath, but only for a spilt second before Mao dove right back in. Teeth tugged into your bottom lip and his tongue slipped into the cave of your mouth, battling with your own in a way that some would deem animalistic."Mao!"

It was hard to tell whether the noises coming from you were whines of protest or moans of pleasure. Probably the latter given the way your pussy clenched around nothing and leaked due to his actions, something that he could definitely feel through the very thin fabric of your leggings.

Mao pulled away from your lips with a loud 'pop!', a string of drool still connecting the two of you together. His eyes were blown completely widen with lust, his pupils nearly blacking out the blue of his irises. "Can't, 'm sorry I just... fuck, want you so bad right now" Once again he dove in, going for your neck this time. "You smell so good"

You kept your hands clenched tight in his hair as he continued his assault, each nibble at your neck sending a million waves of electricity down your spine and into your lower belly, a similar feeling to if you had walked straight into an electric fence. It was a feeling that no matter how many times you felt it it never ever got tiring, the moans that slipped from your throat being proof of that.

Maos hands found their way to your hips and he pulled you up by them, your legs wrapping around his waist to stay balanced as he rutted his erection against you. Sometimes you forgot just how strong he was. He could use this bare strength to throw you halfway across the room with little to no effort at all, and yet he chose to use it to hold you close as if you were his lifeline. It was oddly romantic, in a weird way.

"I'm gonna fuck you right here, okay?" His voice was muffled by the skin of your neck but the lust behind his tone was enviable. "You have no idea how much I've been wanting this, christ, every night I've been dreaming of you, dreaming of this pussy. You're so good, so fucking good"

It was like you were a teenage virgin again, desperately humping his knee for any type of relief for that growing knot in your chest. Maos words had your head spinning like you were drunk and yet you were completely sober. His touch was intoxicating, him alone was intoxicating. Just the right amount of everything you could have possibly ever needed.

"Please, just fuck me already, can't handle being teased.." Your whimpers and whines were like sweet music to your partners ears as they split from your mouth, a melody of pleads that he could listen to for hours upon hours.

That's if had any patience. Unfortunately for you, he didn't.

Suddenly, your legs were dropped from around Maos waist and he was bending you over the kitchen counter. Your ass hung high in the ass and nudged against the raging strain in his pants, the only thing keeping the two of you apart being the flimsy, cheap fabric of your leggings and the denim of his jeans. You were sure that both of those restrictions would be gone soon enough, anyway.

A single veiny hand came up to rest in your hair, tugging your head back whilst the other hand made quick use of his belt. The metal hit the ground with a 'clink!' noise that rang throughout the whole dorm. The sound was followed swiftly by the sound of a zipper being undone, the rustling of jeans falling to the floor, and finally the slapping of Maos cock hitting his stomach as it was freed from his boxers.

"Mao, please-"

"Your beautiful, (name)"

The head of his cock brushed against your clothed ass, earning a low hiss from Mao, and his hand that was once pulling your hair now coming down to tug at the waistband of your leggings and panties. "I'm not gonna prep you, gonna fuck you nice and raw, okay? Can you take it?"

You nodded your head yes. God, yes. You wanted him to completely ruin you from the inside out, to make your hole a mold for his cock. It felt as if you were wet enough to fill an entire olympic swimming pool, that's how long-and how much-you had been wanting and waiting for this. Mao seemed to get that message pretty quick, and within a matter of seconds both your pants and your panties were being ripped off your body. Sometimes you liked to joke and call Mao a tiger, because of his spiky red hair and general 'cat-like' attitude at times. But right now? It felt like the joke was on you.

At last, the tip of his cock met your aching heat. It had a cold and slimy feeling to it, one that made you shudder at the contact and buck your hips backwards to met his. The action earned you a blissful groan from Mao, and one very light smack to your ass. Both had you mewling.

"Good girl, you're so good. Are you ready for me?"

"Stop teasing me! Of course I'm ready-ah!"

Before you could finish your sentence Mao was pushing himself deep inside you, stretching you beyond your own limits due to the lack of preparation. Your entire body burned with pleasure, and in no world did you ever think that pain could be this fun. Strings of babbles and moans were ripped from your throat, none of them even remotely intelligent, but it was enough to let Mao know how good you were feeling.

"So tight, feels like you're gonna crush me" Mao whined, leaning forward-making it so you were trapped under his weight-to press a sloppy kiss to the back of your neck. "My girl, all mine yeah? I could fuck you forever and never get bored, your perfect"

The feeling of his thick length inside you was brainrotting. The veins along his shaft rubbed and prodded the walls of your pussy, and if you could look down to see your stomach you were sure there would be a bugle he was so deep. Your body tried desperately to adjust to his size, but every time you felt that delicious pain go away it was like he grew an inch bigger, just enough to torture you.

"Ma-Mao! 's too big!~" Your mind had turned to such mush that you couldn't even think any coherent thoughts, the only words in your brain being his name and 'please' over and over again. "Too much!"

"Shh, its okay baby, it'll feel good in a bit. You can do it" He cooed into your ear, and you could feel the faint outline of a smile on his lips. "I'm not gonna last long, shit, just hold on for me"

You nodded, or at least you think you did. You might have just moaned and sobbed a bit more, but whatever you did, it was enough permission for Mao to start moving.

His pace was rough and fast from the get-go, never giving you a moments peace as his rammed his cock in and out of you. Each thrust had you shaking, screaming, gripping onto the marble counter for dear life and for sure leaving starches all over the surface. The very tip of his cock brushed ever so slightly over your cervix, something that felt like it should hurt but instead made you see stars. That mixed with his balls slapping against your clit, it was enough to drive you mad if you weren't already.

"That's it, fuck, you're amazing" Maos praises were rushed and breathless as he neared his high, thrusts becoming sloppy as ever. "You're gorgeous like this. I love you, I love you so much"

And just like that, you were cumming. All over his cock, all over the floor, all over the counter, everywhere. It was the quickest and messiest orgasm you had ever had, and yet it still had you feeling like you had gone to heaven and back. Your walls clenched tightly around him, milking him for all he was worth and squirting your juices all over.

That feeling was too much for Mao, and had him releasing his seed into you not long after your explosive high. It filled you up to the brim, coating your insides white and some of it was even dripping out of your hole and onto the ground beneath you. Mao thrusted once, twice, and then a third time before slumping over on top of you, body completely limp from exhaustion.

"Holy shit, (name)..." The both of you took a few seconds to regain yourselves before Mao spoke again, a breathless laugh leaving his lips. "I think I just saw God"

You snorted at that. "Yeah. Yeah, me too"

[manytoonepoet13]

Heartbeat.

One, two, three.

Every beat of my heart, it is no longer for me.

Instead, it is for a work of art.

Something that's more worthy for beats.

[darlingmaakun]

you should talk abt your nsfw thoughts on mao 😏 would love to see what others think about this guy when it comes to sexy times

mao nsfw headcannons

pairing — mao isara x gn ! reader

authors note — I LOVE MAO SOO MUCH I VERBALLY SCREAMED WHEN I GOT THIS ASK!! i have so much stuff to say about him so lemme know if anyones interested in a part two! (send me mao reqs to be my favorite)

word count — 408

i think it would take a good 5 or so months for you guys to do it for the first time

hes a pretty romantic guy, so he kisses you a lot during it and goes veeerrryyy slow

every little thrust is partnered with an “i love you” or any other sort of praise

speaking of, he’s very vocal

definitely whimpers oh my god i love this man so much

he loves to use his mouth on you !

he could eat you out / suck you off for hours on end

one of those people that puts your pleasure above his

thigh guy!!!! loves the thighs

with all that being said though, once you guys get used to it and are comfortable, he can get rough

nothing too too much, but he ends up going a lot faster and harder than he intends to

his hands always have to be touching you in some way, whether that be your face, your legs, you waist, whatever

he has a praise kink so use that to your advantage

i love the idea of pinning him down and riding him crazy

i know that boy is so overwhelmed between being the student council president, idol work, & taking care of ritsu, he needs to be sucked off once in a while

he has on multiple occasions sent you a text asking you to come over to the student council office, only to bend you over his desk so that he can relieve some stress.

or he might have you suck him off under his desk while he does paper work, might wanna be quiet though because he’s expecting yuzuru to come back any minute now

his favorite position is missionary, he loves to kiss you and whisper praises in your ear.

aftercare with him includes many cuddles, many kisses, many warm blankets, and one long nap. he also tries to nonchalantly give you his shirt to wear after (he’s a blushing mess, so say yes to make him feel better) 

overall, mao is an amazing boyfriend. and even though i just went on a whole rant about how he would be during sex, he cares more about the romantic and fluffy part of the relationship. he loves you so much he’s happy he gets to be with you in bed or out on a date !! 

[rinnelovebot]

A/N: the first part did well, and I found them relatively easy to write, so I’ve decided to make a part two with a few of my friends’ (and my own) blorbos

⤷ Kisses with them

— ft. Natsume Sakasaki, Souma Kanzaki, Chiaki Morisawa, Mika Kagehira, Kuro Kiryu, Tsukasa Suou, Arashi Narukami, Mao Isara

⤷ Natsume, who enjoys your kisses immensely, no matter how nonchalant he tries to act. You always notice a tinge of pink dusting his cheeks each time you press a kiss against his skin, and when you look at him so fondly, he can’t help the coy smile that creeps onto his lips.

⤷ Souma, who is so endearingly inexperienced that it brings a smile to your face. There’s a fine balance between his enthusiasm to kiss you and his gentle, caring nature — and both qualities show each time he kisses you. He hopes that you’ll teach him along the way.

⤷ Chiaki, whose kisses always seem to rejuvenate you after a long, hard day. When you’re feeling sluggish, he’s always there to help, and that means peppering the sweetest kisses wherever he can reach. No matter how long the two of you are together, he’ll always be like this.

⤷ Mika, who blissfully giggles into your mouth whenever you kiss him. Dopily, he grins, and quickly loses himself in the soft, suppleness of your lips. It’s almost flattering how much he enjoys kissing you, and the boy finds himself chasing after your lips. To him, there’s absolutely no better thing.

⤷ Kuro, who has a physical need to pull your chin between his fingers before kissing you. Big or small, he wraps an arm around your waist, and your chin winds up between his thumb and index finger. The closeness is new and exciting, and he knows you’ll kindly indulge him whenever he wants.

⤷ Tsukasa, who’s more gentlemanly than anyone you’ve ever known. He’s slow with initiation, waiting for any signs of you not wanting a kiss — and he waits with nervous, boyish, furrowed eyebrows. He’s too cute, and you typically end up pulling his face down with your hands to finally meet your lips.

⤷ Arashi, who fawns over you like it’s her only mission in life. She audibly coos at you, pulling you closer and kissing you so sweetly that you feel like your teeth may rot. Her lips hold a certain warmth and relaxant, and you’re extremely certain that you’ll never get tired of it.

⤷ Mao, whose kisses are always the most comforting thing in your time of need. His kisses have a way of calming you down, and consuming each and every thought that you’re able to comprehend. You don’t know how he does it — once, you insisted that it must be magic.

[honeybeewhereartthee]

DREAMING OF YOU; DREAMING OF FAIRY TALE

PREVIOUS||

REALITY NOTES 02

||NEXT

"hold on tight, MC." Mao says as you seat on the backseat of the bike he brought with him. You circle your arms around his wrist to not fall off, he froze for a moment but chuckle.

"Geez... Don't worry Ill make sure will arrive in the spot in time!" He says before he start to paddle. "I trust you, mao so I don't worry that much." You commented as you felt the soft breeze of the wind blows around you two as you went zooming with the bike.

You see the scenery that you two passes by. It's calm and peaceful. The wind that softly carry wind from a far birds singing and all those, and the face you did not sleep well last night.

You start to doz off and leaning against Mao 's back you snooze off to dream land. Your friend who notice you stopped pointing out things you seen in the street with the weight of you leaning against him realize you have fallen asleep.

"Oh man..." He chuckle hopeless but made sure to carefully ride the bike to not let you fall off or waken you up. It's a good thing that's there's only few people and vehicles out in the street.

He remembers that a few days ago, his friends have dragged him into a secret meeting in a local food stool ( clearly not asking to be treated by him/lies) and start to tease him how he have no rizz and cannot even ask you out in a date.

... Few days ago.

"Mao I'm going to chat with MC cause you have no back bones. " Soob says to him as he take out his phone to chat with you. You replied as a derange 24/7 online person would do which made Subaru smile in devious manner.

"now time to ask them out for you --" yet before the ensemble stars can frank out say that mao want a date with you, mao have taken his phone and change the sentence about him asking a question instead.

"HEY!" Subaru frown as he takes his phone back from mao, he look at the chat and look at disapproval at his friend as he still refuse to ask such question directly.

"Geez. Your lame sometimes, mao. Anyway, what should we ask them..." Soob thought about it as he stop mao from stealing his phone again. "Let's see. Let's ask them if they want a outside date or not." The annoying orange chuckle as he send the chat.

"Obviously they rather stay at home." Mao replied before your text arrive which is almost the same answer you replied with. Making soob look at mao like his some creep. "How did you know that? You stalker." Soob pointed out making mao blush.

"N-no! Of course they'll rather sleep or watch anime. I would too if I'm not busy..." The short king can't even say more as soob is looking at him even more strangely.

"STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!" -mao.

"Fine. For the next question. Since bike is a romantic or scooter." Hokke have stolen the phone from soob to ask the next question.

"Bike." Just as soob taken his phone back and your reply have been sent, the annoying orange and leader of the group give a look at mao as mao have said the same thing you choice.

"what?" -mao. "Creepy~ worm in mc belly. Can't even ask them out." Soob sing along as he ask the next question as suggested by Yuuki. About the couple outfit.

"It depend which outfit. I remember they want the Danganronpa jacket..." Mao who cannot help but look at the phone too commented and the three now giving him a look. A look of disbelief.

"Geez mao you sure your not a tape worm?" Subaru commented "then what do you think would their answer be. Flowers or plush?"

"Plush. Since they like cute things." Mao chuckle as he remembers you eyeing some plush from online shops and putting them to cart yet never order them cause no budget for it at the moment. "..." The three who saw your reply once again give a look at mao and went to ask a last question.

"Romantic dinner or Ice cream tape worm mao." "A dinner needs a reservation. It would been fine but knowing them they would rather enjoy many flavors of ice cream... Ah I think I owe them some ice cream." Mao remembers you jamming his inbox with reels about him treating you in an ice parlor date every other day.

"Uwahhh... What a creep." With Subaru words, hokke and even Yuuki cannot help but nodded as they witness mao being a all knowing about your preference very well yet a coward to even use it to his advantage!

... present time

Thinking of the past made mao not notice the cat that is passing by. He quickly made a break before he can hit the black cat. You were awaken by the sudden break. "Huh...?" You look what cause it and saw a black cat seating in the middle of the road. "What a cute cat." You commented. "Oh, mc. I'm sorry for waking you up." Mao quickly apologize to you. He felt bad for waking you up in such manner.

"It's okii." You yawn as you two watch the cat walks toward you two and circle around you two and even went to seat on your lap to look at you as if seeing if your the one it's looking for but realizing it's not you. The cat went off your lap and went to his merry way like it did not almost went flat by a bike.

"What a weird cat." You commented. "Yup, it's so eerie it's like human eyes staring at us." Mao added before he and you continue your trip to the ice cream parlor. Not from a far the cat that was watching you two leave disappear into the shadow into the next place he need to cheek to find his owner.

[tokusaatsus]

hihi, hope you’re doing well ♡ can i req mao confessing to reader? he would be so cute imgojng jnsane

I LIKE YOU. A LOT

ft. isara mao

© tokusaatsus 2022

warnings: none

Mao’s not so foolish or idealistic to think that he could give you a picture-perfect confession, like something out of a shoujo manga–with you and him standing beneath the sakura trees. Petals cascade, a pink veil that shields you from the prying gaze of the rest of the world as he spills his feelings to you, an uncontained waterfall and his fingers twine with yours–but he hopes he can at least give you something similar to that.

So he decides to write you a letter.

It reads:

Dear Y/N,

I like you. A lot.

Ah, this is probably really strange to hear but, it’s true.

And, well, I don’t know if you like me back, but my meddling (well-meaning…I hope) friends told me to go for it anyways. Like, life’s too short, right? ‘Take some risks’, and all that. So, here I am. Shooting my shot.

I hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable or anything…

But I like you. A lot. Oh, I already said that, didn’t I? Sorry, I’m a little nervous… You make me nervous. Wait, I don’t think I was supposed to say that… Ugh, I was supposed to be cool so I could impress you, and I’m messing this up. Sorry. Ignore that, okay?

Um, where was I…? Oh, right. I like you.

I like a lot of things about you, and if you asked me to list them all this letter would end up being 50 pages long. So I won’t list all of them. But I like your smile, and the way you laugh, and how excited you are when you see that guy you like on TV.

I think you’re wonderful. I’m glad we’re friends.

If you accept my confession, meet me behind the school after class is over. No pressure though, haha…

Love,

Mao ♡

He leaves the letter on your desk, in an envelope with your name on it.

The whole day after is spent in a haze of nervousness. He’s distracted, and though he tries not to show it, he can tell the others are picking up on it. Some are kind enough to turn a blind eye (Fushimi, Sengoku) whereas others are like a dog with a bone, immediately calling him out on this behaviour (Himemiya). He can’t help it! He just bared his heart out to you in a letter and he can’t even see your reaction… God, this is so nerve-wracking, even more so than SS.

(That’s a lie, but it sure feels that way.)

The hours pass by agonisingly slow. When the clock strikes 5, Mao leaps out of his seat, startling poor Sengoku. After murmuring hurried apologies to the rest of the council, he rushes out the door. The hallways seem to stretch, endless. Will you be there?

As he rounds the corner, his heart skips a beat to see you standing there, letter in hand. You’re hugging your arms close to your chest, looking around nervously. “Y/N!” Mao calls, panting slightly, and you look at him wide-eyed.

“Mao, you…you actually came.”

“So did you,” He retorts, without thinking. “I mean… Y-yeah, haha, I did.”

“I, um, I got your letter.” You smile hesitantly. “So…you like me?”

He nods, mutely. Do you accept his feelings? Or have you just called him here to be rejected? You seem to read the unspoken question in his eyes, because you take a quick breath.

“Your letter…it was really sweet. So, um, thank you for writing it. To me. I, um.” You huff. “I’m sorry, I’m just nervous. Anyways. I read it all, and… I guess what I’m trying to say is… I like you. A lot. Also?” You wince at the awkwardness of your words. But Mao? Mao is overjoyed.

It might not be a picture-perfect manga confession, but it’s a confession nonetheless. And you accepted it too, which makes it a hundred times better than anything he’s ever read.

notes!

WC: 654 words

reze txt HI XAIXAI <3 i hope u enjoyed this!! idk how good my mao characterisation was but like. praying it wasn’t too ooc. ugh my mao banner is ugly asf so we Do Not See ok?? ok <3 ANYWAYS all the kisses to u <3 mwah <33