#isara mao x you

[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.

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[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 !! 

[valeriele3]

Fever Dream

Multiple Fandoms x GN!Reader Characters: Mao Isara, Trey Clover, Kaedehara Kazuha, Shikanoin Heizou, Ritsu Sakuma Warnings: Besides cringe and bad grammar, nothing

This is currently incomplete and only contains Mao! I will edit in the other parts when it releases. I’m so sorry for the wrong tags

There you lay on your bed, tired and quite clearly sick.

You felt utterly terrible, but it'll all go away with a bit of sleep, right?

And so, that's what you did. You close your eyes and let the oncoming sleepiness take you to dreamland.

While sleeping, you sense a figure looming over you.

Which you would normally ignore had you been staying at your parents' house, but guess what? You weren't there right now. You were currently staying at your apartment, which you certainly didn't share with anyone.

Quickly stirring awake, you grab the lapel of the intruder's clothes, put your arm near the armpit, and throw them over.

You were about to bash their head in with the nearby book you had, but you paused when you heard them groan in pain.

'That voice sounds familiar..' you thought, and upon looking much closer to the intruder, you see Mao Isara on the ground.

Hold up, MAO ISARA?!?! THAT MAO ISARA?!?

That didn't make any sense; Mao wasn't real; he's a fictional character!

'What if he's a robber in a cosplay!?' The thought was absurd, but hey, the current situation itself was absurd.

You were pulled away from your thoughts by the sudden voice that entered the space.

"Oww..What'd you hit me for..? That hurt" The robber cosplayer mumbled

You observed the man once more and finally noticed how your surroundings were different.

This room wasn't your bedroom; hell, this place wasn't even your apartment!

So that means that this intruder didn't just invade your home but also kidnapped you while you were asleep!

"-ello? Y/N? Are you alright?"

"You aren't sick, are you?" The man puts the back of his palm to your forehead.

"Geez! You're burning up! C'mon, let's get you to your room." The man hurriedly ushers you to what you now presume to be your bedroom.

Why did you just let the man basically drag you to your "bedroom" without putting up a fight? You honestly don't know yourself, but what you do know is that you're feeling ill. Very ill

After laying you down, the man rushed to get some medicine and, apparently, soup.

Hearing the bedroom door shut seemed to shake you out of your stupor.

You then begin to assess the situation.

'Alright, so the last thing I remember doing is falling asleep in bed. Then I suddenly awoke in this mysterious house. apartment? dorm? and, uh, a weird kidnapper who likes to cosplay."

‘I could probably escape through the window, but seeing how high up this place is, I would definitely break my legs, which isn’t ideal if I want to escape. The front door is out of the question too; I don’t even know the layout of this place, and it could be locked, hello neighbor basement door style.”

After realizing that you were basically not figuring anything out, you decide to look around the room.

The bedside table had a lamp, a clock, a picture frame, and a tumbler filled with cold water inside.

The walls were painted in f/c, and the decor was something you had only dreamt of having. Things that you wanted to buy but couldn't because of your budget.

'Let's see... a closet full of clothes that are quite fashionable, if I do say so myself." These clothes were definitely your size and fit your personal tastes. It seems the kidnapper did his research.

'Wait a minute. Did I just see a picture frame earlier? 'You quickly look around the room once more until your eyes land on the frame placed atop the bedside table.

You quickly grab it, and to your surprise, there in the frame was a picture of you with Ritsu Sakuma and Mao Isara. Two of your favorite characters in the game Ensemble Stars

Hooray! It looks like you got isekai’d in an alternate universe where you live in the Enstars world.

A knock on the door catches your attention.

It seems that Mao finished making the soup.

“Ahem..Come in! ”

The door swings open, revealing the maroon-haired man holding a bowl of soup, a glass of water, and a pack of medicine.

“Here. Eat it while it’s still hot.” He places the items on your nightstand.

Still refusing to believe you got isekai’d in the Enstars world..you suspiciously look at the soup.

“Why’re you just staring at it? ”

“C’mere, sit.” He forces you to sit on the bed and grabs your ✨✨epic gamer chair✨✨.

He grabs the spoon and scoops out some soup, then blows on it to cool it down.

He then puts the spoon near your lips, signaling you to open them.

It seems that Mao Isara will be spoon-feeding you today. That’s one thing you never expected to happen.

“I’m not hungry, I—” Like a cliche scene in some drama or anime, your stomach growls, betraying what you had just said.

“Pfft.” He struggles to stop his laughter, but it soon fails, leading him to burst out in laughter.

He scoops some up again, cools it down, and puts it on your lips. This time, you allow yourself to open your mouth and swallow the soup.

He chuckles,

“What? Why’re you laughing?? ”

“It’s just... it really boosts my confidence whenever you eat my cooking, y’know? That sparkle in your eyes tells me that you enjoy it.”

“W-Well, it is delicious..So..ugh..just feed me more, please..I’m hungry.”

Mao chuckles, “Alright~ say ahh~”

You close your eyes and open your mouth

When you reopen them again, instead of “your room” and Mao in front of you you’re greeted with the sight of Trey Clover spoon feeding you

“Hm? What’s wrong? Is it still too hot?” He blows on the soup before attempting to spoon feed it to you again

“T-Trey?!!”

“Yes?”

“You’re Trey, like..Trey Clover!?”

“Uhm, yes, that’s me. Trey Clover” He seems surprised by your sudden change of..Mood? You assume

Part 1 ends here! Other parts will hopefully be released soon <3

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[honeybeewhereartthee]

Dreaming of You; Dreaming of Fairy tale

Request: @valeriele3

Have you heard about what others says about "your Dream boy/dream Girl"? Be realistic as the man and woman of your dream is nothing but an illusion made by your lonely mind. So wake up and stop dreaming of what if and make it a reality."

He said to you with soft smile, staring at you with his [???] Eyes that seems to reflect your image alone. As he lay lazily against the tree branch.

You wonder how ethereal person can exist. He chuckle as your silly face your making as he reach out to flick your forehead--

.

.

"aww!!" You felt pain as someone wakes you up from day dreaming and you glared at your friend who raise his hand up in defense. "The teacher is asking for your papers.. geez..." Mao your classmate and close friend said as you realize his holding a stock of papers.

His probably task to collect the papers and seeing that almost no one is around but you and him. Means you were the last one to have your paper collected. "Don't copy my answer ok or I will bother your work so you will not finish anything done >:((" you joked making him laugh as you pass your papers. He looks at your papers and he suddenly looks modified.

"MC, why did you draw instead of writing your essay? Your going to fail so bad if you don't take this seriously..." He sigh as he show you the art you made. It was an image of someone with face not drawing holding his arm to you under the moonlight. "Gasp. Who draw this?!" You were shocked to see it and take it from mao hand who sign at your reaction.

"*Sigh... I guess I'll stay late to help you." Mao smiled at you as he take the seat in front of you and start to tap the table and you give him a look and went back to your seat. Excited that your friend is going to teach you about the lesson you barely understand. Cause of daydreaming.

While studying with your friend, you told him about the person in your dream. He listen to your story and wonder if you have some huge imagination or not.

Since he felt the characteristics of the dream boy of yours is similar to someone he knows. With those thoughts in mind he suddenly become mick. "Do you like the person in your dream?" Mao ask you as you tried to fry your brain to write the essay for the third question.

"Huh? I don't know. Probably! Since I don't really find interest in people around me to stop day dreaming of what if..." You don't notice the way his face drop at your words as your eyes focus in your papers.

"Ehh~ but there's bunch of interesting fellow out there!" He laugh his pain away. Chuckling as he press his side to stop himself from reacting out what he really felt inside. "Are there really?" You look up to him with eyes full of wonder. he suddenly cannot find his words as you lean close to him trying to see why his fidgeting like his being bitten by fire ants.

"What's wrong mao?" You ask him as he back away as far as he can with his chair till he gets knock off his chair and almost hit his head if not for you, holding his hand to stable his gravity.

"That was close call!" You pulled him up back to his feet .

"..." He stayed silent for a moment. You wonder what's wrong with him. "Hey--"

"MAO!!! YOU SAID YOULL TREAT US!" Subaru comes running in with a door slam. "Akehoshi!!" Hokke comes trailing in from the door, in shock what Subaru just did, disturbing a moment at that. "Shut up hokke." With bright smile Soob run toward you two after giving a look at his leader.

"Heyyy. You can come with us too, MC~" soob made sure to cover for his buddy as he dragged you out from the room. Leaving mao and hokke who give an apologetic look at his friend. "I tried to stop him. Sorry."

"Geez... So you two where spying..." Mao felt his legs give way as he held his cheeks and wonder what will he do with a hopeless fool like you who can't notice him? Ah... Such a distress.

...

In the other side. A black haired knight stared at a ghost who disappear from his sight. A silly ghost friend of his that comes and go to bother him. Yet he don't feel that it's such a bother.

A soft smile appear in his face as he look up to the beautiful full moon with his dazzling red eyes. He wonder if his going a little bit crazy to imagine things awake. Yet... He can't wait to see that silly ghost friend of his.

Table of Content

Reality Notes:

CHAPTER ONE

Dream notes:

[valeriele3archives]

Mao Isara

Fluff - ꨄ Angst - ☁︎ Yandere - ☘︎

ꨄ Fever Dream

<- Trickstar Masterlist

[ritsusakumawife]

Mao Isara 🌸

Fluff - ☀️ Angst - 🌧

Memorization ☀️

[chealinks]

There's more now

Leonazu au where nazuna is a yt cover singer by night and runs Ra*bits cafe by day, and leo is an upcoming music producer who is down on inspiration and looking for a muse🧡💛

The very unnecessary lore is that tomoya is the only one with a pocket in the apron because he works with a ton of frosting so he has tissue packets in his little pocket

[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"

[cornflakes7]

Enstars characters taking reader onto a simple but sweet cafe date for valentines day (with the song "Praline" by Kashiko as the theme...)

𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

Valentine’s 2024

Simple café date with the Ensemble Stars cast (if you couldn’t tell, I incorporated the lyrics of the song into the post)

Characters include everyone x GN Reader (seperate)

notes: hiiii! I wasn’t sure if you really wanted everybody in enstars to be in the same post, but I did what was says dear anon! This format will be a little bit different from my usual but I hope you enjoy

〜 “The way words exchange are still the same”. It’s only you and your date talking away in the comfort of the cozy café. The world felt unmoving and immobile when they hear the sound of your voice and laughter.

→ Ritsu Sakuma, Hiiro Amagi, Mao Isara, Hokuto Hidaka, Shu Itsuki, Eichi Tenshouin, Koga Oogami, Kuro Kiryu, Souma Kanzaki, Adonis Otogari, Tatsumi Kazehaya, Mitsuru Tenma, Anzu

〜 “Getting lost in the BGM in the store”. Your date’s thoughts adrift as they stare at your features lovingly while the music in the café continues to play, as if you two are the two main characters in a movie.

- Nagisa Ran, Nazuna Nito, Izumi Sena, Hinata Aoi, Madara Mikejima, Jun Sazanami, Keito Hasumi, Niki Shiina, Arashi Narukami, Kanata Shinkai, Makoto Yuuki, Yuzuru Fushimi, Seiya Hidaka

～ “Even if hope is thin, I like you still”. Your date being shy but not giving up their chance to hangout with you on Valentine’s day. As awkward as they might act, every little compliment and smile is whole-heartedly genuine.

- Midori Takamine, Hajime Shino, Shinobu Sengoku, Tsukasa Suou, Tomoya Mashiro, Aira Shiratori, Tetora Nagumo, Tsumugi Aoba, Mayoi Ayase, Mika Kagehira, Yuta Aoi

～ “If you give me something sweet again”. Your date treating this date as a chance to keep you company and entertained. Nothing makes them happier than hearing you laugh at their jokes and blush at their antics.

- Rinne Amagi, Sora Harukawa, Natsume Sakasaki, Subaru Akehoshi, Leo Tsukinaga, Hiyori Tomoe, Rei Sakuma, Kohaku Oukawa, Wataru Hibiki, Kaoru Hakaze, Tori Himemiya, Ibara Saegusa, Himeru

[cosmical-flowers]

Danganronpa: Violent Voices (Enstars x Danganronpa AU)

Prologue: Feathering Hope in a Burning Field

Part 1: Forgetting Something Important

A dull noise. That’s all that rang in Subaru’s head. It felt like TV static, or the mindless noise of a washing machine. Something forgetful over the loudness of daily life. The schedule of waking up, going to school, getting home, doing chores, having dinner and going to sleep had been monotonous for a while. Doing that for so long can get so lackluster after a while. You can only wish for something shiny and new to appear. And after so long, his wish came true.

An acceptance letter to the Ultimate Course at Yumenosaki academy. A prestigious school, known for guaranteed success. Finally, a change in his life. He would be going to the course as the ultimate … ultimate … What was he going there as?

Subaru then woke up in the gym of an unknown school. The last thing he remembered was entering Yumenosaki so that he could attend the opening ceremony. So where was he now? He looked around, a hit of confusion struck his face when he noticed other students there as well. Who were they? Why are they here? A million questions rushed through his head and he was determined to get answers. He noticed a boy with beaujolais hair, fidgeting with a camera in his hands. He seemed to keep his head low, like he also has questions. Subaru then decided that since he was the first person he spotted that he could talk to him. As he walked up to the boy, he tried to appear more confident and friendly, pretending like he knew why he was here.

“Hello! I just woke up here and I think I'm supposed to be at the entrance ceremony for Yumenosaki Academy. Is this the right building or…?” Subaru decided to ask him. As the boy thought of a response, Subaru wondered if he made the wrong choice.

“No, this is Yumenosaki Academy. I'm also meant to be part of the entrance ceremony as a new student.” The other student added on, tilting his head up more.

Subaru’s eyes lit up as he heard that. At least he wasn’t alone. “Me too! Seems like we’ll be classmates! I'm Subaru Akehoshi! What's your name?”

“Mao Isara, i'm the ultimate photographer. Do you have an ultimate as well?” Mao asked Subaru, wondering what his could be. His cheery and determined demeanor could make him an ultimate with something like public speaking. Maybe Ultimate Motivational Speaker?

“Oh, I don’t remember mine.”

“You don’t remember?”

“Nope! Not at all!”

“How did you forget something as important as that!?”

“It just happened, I can’t remember anything else as well. Just my name and knowing I'm meant to be here.”

“That's … really unfortunate.” Mao felt bad for his classmate. Forgetting everything, that must be a terrible feeling. Like a burning picture, or an empty film. Something was meant to be there, but it’s gone.

“It should be fine! I’ll remember sooner or later! It seems like a lot of other people are here as well. Should we go meet them too?”

As Mao hesitated to respond to him, Subaru looked ahead at the crowd of people. He smiled at him and began to notice everyone. Colorful hair colors, shiny outfits, an exciting environment, this is exactly what he needed. A breath taken away from something old and taking in a new world.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Students met: 2/???

Taglist: (N/A)

A/N: HELLO YAY FIRST PART WRITTEN!! The tag list is open right now, all you have to do is send me an ask to be added whenever the story updates! I do hope y’all enjoy it because this has lingered in my head for a while!

[sakumasmut]

Enstars x Reader NSFW Month Day 7

I’m late but I’m still here to provide food! This is for all the Mao fuckers popping up, especially after that new cg

Mao Isara x Gn!Reader

tags/warnings: aphrodisiacs, rough sex, penetration, no lube

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Mao was the perfect boyfriend. On dates he was a complete gentleman, holding your hand while you walked side by side down park paths, or offering a bite of his food when you ate at a cafe, eagerly listening to every word of whatever you were rambling about. In bed was no different, and his libido was certainly nothing to complain about. He was so gentle and careful every time you had sex, starting with his fingers and mouth to leave you crooning his name and always making sure you were more than wet enough before allowing himself to slip inside with ease. And once he bottomed out, every other thrust was accompanied by kisses and whispered “I love you”s. He was sweet, and you would never take someone like him for granted, but you wondered if he was holding himself back for your sake. Oh, how naive you were.

You wanted to see what aphrodisiacs could do to your boyfriend, never having tried them yourself. The idea came up almost randomly, a seemingly passing thought, but it only grew as you pondered it more and more. The only bit of hesitance you had was when you initially asked Ritsu about where to obtain them and what kind to buy, since he seemed to be interested in that type of thing. Instead of a brand name, Ritsu had offered a few of his own in an unlabelled plastic container. It was suspicious, but he was a friend of both you and Mao, surely it’d be fine, right?

It didn’t take too much to persuade Mao to try it, just assuring him that you’d be with him the whole night and morning after since neither of you had work. One swallowed pill later and you were cuddling up to Mao on the bed, waiting for it to kick in. You were both already changed into your sleepwear, so all that was left to do was wait.

“Do you feel any different?” You asked, one arm lazily draped across his chest as your head leaned on his arm. You seemed more anxious about it than he was, despite him being the test subject for the night.

“Not yet.” Mao patted your head, ruffling your hair a bit. “How long does it usually take?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe you’ll start to feel it when you get turned on?”

“Well, we have the whole night to ourselves to find out, don’t we?”

He gave you a quick peck on the lips, and you grinned as you leaned in to return it, giggling into the kiss. Looping your hands around his neck, it wasn’t long before your kisses turned into a more heated make out session, feeling your cheeks heat up when each kiss lasted longer than the last.

His kisses were always passionate, but when you pulled away to catch your breath, he took you by surprise by pulling you back in, tongue slipping past your lips and muffling your moans. The hands that had circled around the dip in your back moved downwards to squeeze your ass, something hard poking your thigh and rubbing against it. You had to tug on his hair to get him to pull away, and when he finally let go you were gasping for air, barely noticing the hazy look in his eyes.

“H-Hey, I think I’m starting to feel it.”

His breath felt hot on your skin. The strain against his sweatpants was much more prominent now, and you gasped as he tried desperately to rub it up against your crotch.

“Mao?”

“Body’s too warm, need to take everything off.”

His skin was almost feverish when you pressed a hand to his cheeks, and a pang of guilt hit you, hoping that his temperature would go down once the aphrodisiac wore off. Your hands moved down to tug his pants low, the only thing you could do to help right now. His cock sprang out, completely hard and already leaking despite not stimulating it directly. His hands only left your body for a few seconds to throw his shirt off, and then they were grabbing you to pull you close again, abs pressing against your covered chest. His mouth latched onto the nearest piece of skin, the middle of your shoulder, and it felt like he was trying to devour you from how his tongue lapped at the spot he was sucking, desperate to taste you.

Everything was moving so fast. You weren’t sure what you were reacting to with each moan that left your mouth, because Mao was doing so many different things all at once. His hands slipped inside your pants, groping the curve of your ass and trying to slide them off at the same time. You wiggled around, your bodies a mess of tangled limbs. Trying to take them off when Mao was refusing to let go left them stuck halfway up your knees. It was only when he finally released his mouth to gasp for air that your pants somehow managed to fall off your legs and were promptly tossed aside like a dirty rag. The shadow of his body towered over you as you fell backwards onto the mattress, eyes devouring your naked lower half.

“God, I need you. I need you right now.”

You could feel his cock press against your exposed hole, only now registering that he had positioned himself so that his knees kept your legs apart.

“Mao? W-Wait, I’m not—“

He hadn’t used lube or even prepared you, yet the next second his dick was trying to push itself inside you, searing pain accompanying the pressure of his tip being sucked in. His cock tried to ram into you, but as expected the lack of foreplay made it rough on both of you. You cried out in pain as his length only made it a few inches in, and that was when he stopped and looked you in the eyes, concerned at your reaction.

“Color?”

Mao was still clinging onto some self control despite how obvious it was from his breathless panting that he needed to raw you. You could tell him to stop if you really wanted to, but at the same time the aphrodisiac was doing exactly what you wanted. The pain of being forcefully split apart was new, and you wanted to know exactly what it felt like to be treated so harshly.

“G-Green.”

He let out a ragged breath before he pulled out and tried slamming his hips against yours again, going deeper this time. The stretch burned, and you were certain your hole would feel like it was on fire once you were done. But right now, it was everything you wanted, choking out his name as he forced himself deeper.

The initial pain went away as your walls adjusted, but it was still different from the usual pleasure you felt from his length rubbing up against your insides. Each thrust hurt from all the friction, the only lubricant aiding him the precum that dripped from his slit. His pace was erratic and clumsy too, focused less on making you feel good and about trying to fulfill his own desire, a simple animal trying to fulfill its primal urge to fuck.

“Feels so, so good.” He panted, the drag of his cock painful yet all too addicting. “God, /name/, you just take me so well. Like you were made for me.”

You mewled, the tip of his cock pressing into the deepest parts of your insides. You couldn’t comprehend how the man who guided you through your first time together so gently was the same one absolutely fucking your brains out right now. You felt your orgasm coming hard and fast, and barely gave a sound of warning before it crashed throughout your body. You screamed his name for all your neighbors to hear, body clenching tightly around his cock. You felt him spill inside you in response to your own climax, unable to contain himself when you were clenched around him so tightly. Yet the movement of his hips against yours continued through both orgasms, rutting into you with his still firm cock.

Your head was spinning. Your brain felt like mush, and your legs turned into jelly, only registering when Mao lifted them on top of his shoulders through your vision. His gaze was dark, sweat rolling from his forehead onto his flushed cheeks. You were addicted, and he was too. There was no going back to his vanilla tendencies, not when you knew that he could manhandle you with just a bit of a push.

Maybe it was time to ask Ritsu where to get more of those pills.

[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…?

[darlingmaakun]

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DREAMING OF YOU; DREAMING OF FAIRY TALE

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Reality Notes 01

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You were enjoying your nice weekend end without disturbance and planning to sleep the whole weekend off when you get a ring from someone. That being Subaru.

After the chat with him, you always wonder if Subaru is extra sassy with you for no reason. But other than that. It seems that your going to help mao with his problem.

You wonder who is the person he liked. And why is he being so clichy to even ask help from you, it's not like it's you or anything. If yes. You cannot help but sigh at the poor taste your best friend have with people.

Oh well. It's not that you know your correct or not. Besides... The question is, would you say yes or no and ruined the friendship you two have if it's really the case...

You found yourself over thinking about it to not able to have a single sleep with a dream. As the next day come. Mao appear in your door step with two paper bags.

"Are you ready for our date?" With charming smile mao give you one of the paper bag. You were daze for a moment staring at him. You wonder if it's the angel of the sun or flowers from your garden.

"you look handsome today." You can't help but comment. "Through you are every day." You mumble as you think about it. "Just extra today." You did not notice how mao ears is turning red as his hair and trying to stop himself from breaking his cool facade or else the plan will be ruined.

He need to act cool like a male lead from shojo manga! To be able to win his way to the heroine heart.