#kakegurui fic

[usetheeauthor]

Kinktober Day 4: Pet Play

Class Rival!Coriolanus Snow x Mean!District Turned Capitol!Reader

Summary: Coriolanus is your good boy. Yes, he is. (Kakegurui AU)

Warnings: 18+, pet play, master/pet dynamic, gambling

A/N: Remembered a while back someone brought up that the uniforms in TBOSAS reminded them of Kakegurui and have been sitting on this for a while.

You know that feeling where you’re so excited about something that you’re unable to sleep and all you could think about is that very thing. That is exactly what Coriolanus Snow has been experiencing the entire week leading up to tomorrow; the day he finally competes in a game of chance with you.

His peers called him crazy for it. And he’d secretly agrees. But of course, he’s too stubborn to admit such a thing out loud. Especially not when it came to you, his rival.

It was Monday noon, when Coriolanus felt his blood boiling. He was tired of seeing the way you’d primp and preen about, wrecking your tyrannical havoc upon the student body. His breaking point was when you destroyed Pliny ‘Pup’ Harrington in a Chinese game of Go in which the loser would have to strip all articles of clothing. Pup was absolutely humiliated in the end, having to tuck his ‘little friend’ between his legs.

Before Coriolanus could even think, he marched up to your table where you were surrounded by your orbiters. There, he declared to practically the entire lunchroom that he’d like to challenge you in to a game of Japanese chess, Shogi. You could hardly contain your excitement, a wicked smirk on your face as you reached a hand over the table.

“All or nothing?” You said.

Of course, you’re crazy enough to bet all the money you have, bet your place in the pyramid, and craziest of all bet your rights—because if either of you lose it meant being that person’s little pet until you pay off your debt. The thought of being your ‘Fido’ made him sick to his stomach. But the possibility of you becoming his ‘mittens’, his little cat he can belittle and humiliate as he pleases for the entire school to see. Oh, it’s too delicious to pass up. He could just imagine the glory he’d receive knocking down thee queen bee all the way down to a ‘house pet’ status.

“All or nothing.” Coriolanus smirked back at you, taking your hand.

“Yay,” You said, clapping your hands in glee. “This’ll be so fun! I’ve always wanted you as an opponent. You’re quite the sharp one.”

Sharp, indeed. Long as Coriolanus reminded himself that he’s much smarter than you, there was no need to fear anything. No matter the grating comments he keeps hearing from his so-called ‘friends’.

“I don’t know, buddy,” Festus Creed said with a wince as he tracked beside Coriolanus just a little after the challenge declaration. “New girl’s pretty vicious. Last week, she made Arachne cut off her hair really short and then made her cry. Arachne ‘Big Fat Meanie’ Crane!”

“Oh, Festus, don’t let her cheap and offensive humor fool you. She’s a huge crybaby,” Coriolanus scoffed. “Anyone could make her cry with a simple maths equation.”

“I heard that she made Hilarius Heavensbee write an 8-page essay on why he isn’t actually oppressed,” Clemensia Dovecote chimed in. “I baked her some cookies for that one.”

“I like her.” Sejanus Plinth spoke up, shrugging his shoulders.

“You only like her because she’s your stray from another alleyway.” Festus teased.

“Actually, infestation, I like her because she’s nice. She just enjoys putting assholes like you in your places,” Sejanus playfully tapped a finger to his chin. “I do recall you losing a game to her and having to eat out of the dog bowl beside her feet for 3 days.”

“Oh, yeah? If she’s so nice and only puts us, assholes, in our place…why’s your bestie who could do no wrong, Coryo, going to have his ass handed to him tomorrow, hmm?”

“Because my friend here,” Sejanus began, draping an arm around Coriolanus’ shoulders much to his chagrin. “Saw that the queen bee got a little drunk on power and decided to step in and defend what was left of Pliny’s dignity.”

“Which was much at all.” Clemensia muttered to herself.

God, Coriolanus is getting real sick of when Sejanus does that. Calling him friend then assuming his intentions?! He didn’t give two fucks about sparing Pliny’s sad little dick. Hell, he’s been wanting to humiliate Pup for a while now until you beat him to it! You’re always beating him to these things! Well, not this time. Shogi was his game. Everyone knew this.

“Besides, Coryo’s the greatest at Shogi. I’m sure he can handle himself just fine.” Sejanus continued.

Thank you, Plinth. But, also, stop fucking call me ‘Coryo’.

“This game will be one for the books for sure. I’m not sure who I should be worried for,” Clemensia shivers against Coriolanus, squeezing her arm around his tighter. “You better win or I will have to find a new lab partner.”

What could he possibly lose? His family had already gone poor. This game would be a blessing.

Well….until it wasn’t.

Coriolanus was so sure. So fucking sure that he had it in the bag. At one point he thought there was no way you could win against him, no move you could make to save yourself. But boy had he been wrong. So cocky that it made him blind, he didn’t see that he’d given you the perfect opening to finish the game strong. He’d played into your trap. It was a cat and mouse game all along and you’d forced his guards down the moment you began ‘losing’.

By the end of the game, Coriolanus watched the board in horrified silence, mouth agape and eyes widened until he heard you clear your throat.

He looks up at you defeatedly, seeing a shiny brand new collar with his name on it, dangling on the tip of your pointer finger. You swing it side to side with that sickeningly sweet smile you always wear at the end of your games. The atmosphere is grim with even Coriolanus’ friends in the background having a hard time watching.

“Aww, don’t be too sad, Fido. I’ll take goooood care of you.” You say innocently.

And from there began your twisted master/pet relationship with Coriolanus. He should hate it. To be treated so lowly in the eyes of his classmates but the thing is…you actually do take good care of him in many ways than one.

He’s not repulsed when you run your fingers through his hair despite how long it’d taken him to get it in just the right style in the morning. He loves it especially when you do it while he’s resting his head in your lap.

He definitely doesn’t mind it when you pull him by his collar for his attention either, whether it’s to get a kiss or to simply remind him that you own him.

And he could never forget the way you pamper him so well, making sure he’s well-groomed and stylish at all times.

At times, you’d be cruel enough to make him go on all fours and bark like a dog as another one of your assertions of power. It just turns you on seeing a man who thinks so highly of himself at your feet licking you all over as if to worship you. Coriolanus is a proud man, yes, but easily crumbles under your authority as he is quite subservient in the bedroom. He encourages the use of a leash in those intimate times and how could you not oblige? Can’t have him running off, of course.

Maybe this was your odd way of making him your boyfriend, but Coriolanus no longer has complaints here. Not when his girlfriend’s the most powerful girl in school and eventually he’ll hope to someday learn your secrets so he can be just as powerful, if not more. He’ll even get you a cute little collar of your own someday when the tables turn.

For now, he’ll just have to enjoy what it’s like being your personal little pet for your own enjoyment. Not a bad bargain, he’d say.

[dr3am5scape]

Too perfect to win ~

(Yandere female student/Sevika 🔪)

(Onggg it’s beeen soooo LONG!!! Gotta make you guys entertained😭)

Summary: Your a higher rank female student with gambling skills in university of Zaun. You go against the richest woman of all times; Sevika (Silco’s right hand).

Warning: None

Kinda related to Kakegurui (Anime). You’re pretty much like Yumeko in this fanfic. All crazy just to win and have fun. Can get quite flirty but when it comes to gamble, it’s madness.

Might have second part, if you’re willing to see more.

Now enjoy ❤️

Special night happened in Zaun. A casino was built across the last drop from Vander’s ideas. He thought it would be a genius just to have the people who live there, can be more entertained, involving money. There were several smoke pipe filling through the air of the place. There was even red wine passing around, some couches to sit on and chat, but mostly slot machines and table with plenty of cards to play against. There were blackjacks, poker, roulette and more to choose from. That’s when you step in. You’ve heard about a gamble event from whispers of people who knew you would show up. You were a woman who’ve gambled with others ever since you transferred from a different world to a brand new university.

As you show up, you were met by this women. The most all of known; Sevika. You gave her a slight smirk, crossing your arms to stare down at her. Sevika was already on this green comfy chair, waiting to play against you tonight. “Say, you’re Silco’s right hand I’ll say? It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sevika.” You smiled happily, looking innocent as if you were just a random lady giving out handshake or something. Sevika replied, taking out her cigarette and inhale from her nose. “What are you here for, young lady? This is not school time.” She laughs, taking her cigar away. Some of her groups laugh as well. “Or are you here to gamble?” Sevika asks sharply. “You sure have the guts to go against me, dear.” She takes a few puffs. “I would really like your way of playing if that’s how we’re gonna end up.” Sevika says getting up to stand above you. She wasn’t playing when it came to gamble and winning over money. She didn’t give a crap on anyone losing over her. “It’s pretty risky, but it’s worth it.”

You tilt your head while staring up at her. Chuckling under your breath, you couldn’t help but smirk. “Now, how much you would want to bet actually? I have all night for this event.” You lift up a badge that was around your neck. “As you may not know, Zaun has a college university for higher people here, who’s very good at gambling. Not sure if you heard it around,” you said with a brief smile, not afraid of this bold woman. “Of course I’m familiar with your university.” The woman replied sharply. Then her eyes drift down to see your badge with your name, Y/N. “So, what exactly do you propose for this bet, y/n?” Sevika lift her head while still staring down at you. “5,000 yens,” you claim. Sevika shook her head and laughs. “Really? 5,000? You know that isn’t impressive at all to me. After all, you don’t stand a chance winning me over, cutie.” Her thin smile spread across her face. “But, here how it goes. I’ll add 2,000 yens on top of your bet-“ “That’ll makes it 7,000 yens, so perhaps 8,000 at least.” You said, cutting her off. You just couldn’t remove that darn smile off your face. Oh how priceless.

“Ah…” Sevika rise up from her body, staring a far distance from you. “I see…your actually a gambler? I thought you were just some ordinary student asking the most randomness question like how they always present after class. But this time isn’t.” Then she smiled with admiration. “8,000 yens it is. That would be quite an offer. And do you have the balls to go up to that, sweetheart?” She asks, letting out a chuckle. But you wanted more. Your ways was to have that excitement of combining with intelligence and reveal it as a hobby. You were playing as if it didn’t affect you. You had great power and money that overcame you. “I’ll like to go higher than that actually~” You said quite flirty. Sevika raised her eyebrow. “Must be a daredevil for sure. How bout we raise the stakes? Let’s bet 10,000 yens.” “Make it 15,000.” That’s when people stop on what they were doing and look to see the two sides competing. The whole room was filled with silence. “Your sure are a bold one, aren’t you?” She chuckles, rolling her eyes. “15,000 yens it is.”

Two finally sat on their chairs away from each other while a large table settle on the middle. “This may be your last night of gambling. I hope you know what’s coming up. Just hope you don’t cry all over me.” Once again she laughs, enjoying this situation your both in while others around murmur. The gambling game begins. The crowd grow over by seconds. It was so obvious that an interesting game could carried certain players that was worth watching. This game was when each person needed to get to 21, quickly as possible. Sevika started shuffling deck of cards. “I’ll tell you what, y/n. See how this night goes when we go back to back from this game. If you get to 21 first, I’ll play you, alright?” You nod with a smile. “Sounds like a plan.” You first placed a card on the center of the table. Sevika looked at you and the card carefully. The situation was now getting tense. Another one was left with a card she placed close to you on the table. On the board Sevika had: 16. You had 14. (Random card game idk😭)

After placing yours, you see Sevika pulls out another one. This card was specifically designed for double twice. Her board went to 18. Oh man she was close to win. “It’s not always about gambling you know. I would like to rise the bet actually. 1,000,000 yens.” The crowd went total nuts when you claimed a bigger amount of money. Sevika was caught of guard. “Wow…now you sure you want to keep to 15,000 instead? Alright beats on me.” She chuckles. “One million only. That’s it.” “Which is fun, right?” You chuckle. “Don’t you ever have any fun gambling?” You asked while placing another card. “Who told you that I don’t have fun? Kind of question your asking me?” Sevika ended up having 20 on the board. She sighs, stretching out her body and leaning back to her seat. Out of nowhere, you had 21 on the board. “Huh?” Sevika showed surprise on her face as she stare at the board. How she didn’t see that coming? She glanced down at the betting table.

“Supposedly I win. After all, I was just joking about getting for one million. I’ll stick to 15,000 yens instead.” You giggled. “Dont mess with me, pretty thing. You shouldn’t joke around when it comes to bet with money.” Says Sevika, her cold gaze narrowed towards you. “I’m all for it. I’m sure you don’t even have that kind of money. Only the top rating students had-“ With a fist slam to the table, Sevika was no longer in her neutral state. She was now irrated by your foolish tone of sarcasm. “Better watch your mouth you-“ “Would you kind to pay up now? The game over now, silly.” You said folding your hands together. “All I’m asking of you is 15,000.” Your eyes were now in deep red. “Your really something women.” She deeply sigh, pulls out a stack of coins with a grunt. “Should be enough for y’all.” You place your palm of the bag while looking up at her again. “It all comes to madness.” You started laughing a bit loud, with another hand placing your mouth. “I win as always.” Before you try calming down, which Sevika thought you were insane all of a sudden, the crowd went back up whispering to one another in even more shock.

“I’ll be back once again, Sevika. Or shall I say I would come to play but you might as well lose once again.” You replied with another laugh. Sevika’s body spoke in rush of adrenaline. Something inside of her wanted to crush you right ahead, teaching you a lesson. But instead she back down and want to treat you like a lady and this was just all a game for the night. “Consider this a next time, Sevika. I’ll see you then~” You wink at her with a blow kiss, grabbing the bag of coins, walking out the building like it was nothing XD. Sevika was stunned by the event that been unfolded, out of place. That beautiful and innocent face you had at first disappeared into the rest of the folks. From this day forward, Sevika still tries to think more about you….how you ended up in Zaun in the first place, besides gambling. How mysterious it was for you to play her off like that and then vanshied?

(Wow that was a heck of a story. You beat her this time. Oh poor Sevika. No worries, I’ll be having more stories of her and hopefully Abby. I am trying to pull others in fanfics as well. Lmk how this turned out for you. Please reblog for others to see. Thank you💕💕💕).

[atsuchiii]

Hyakkaou Student Council gotta be my favourite student council in anime. Everytime I come across student council interactions in kkg fanfics, I reread that entire scene at least twice. Specially when it's them being silly together xjnxndns

[lemonninja0987]

Kakegurui incorrect quote #28

Kirari: Talk dirty to me, baby~

Sayaka: The dishes.

Kirari: Wh-

Sayaka: They've been there for 4 days and it's your turn to wash them. You still haven't cleaned them and Thave asked you to do so several times.

[swarmofknees]

Intro

This blog is really just for my fan fiction because I crave attention. I only post on ao3 using swarmofknees.

I am always trying to think up more ideas to write so if anyone has any requests that is always welcome.

Fandoms I write for/ will write for - Hannibal, Supernatural, Merlin, Kakegurui, Helluva Boss, Dimension 20, House MD, Dead Poets Society, Community, and My Hero Acedamia (though I'm sure it's decently out of character)

I write everything from pg fluff to very explicate dead dove so if you read anything I write please do mind the tags.

[jessamine-rose]

Note:: Kakegurui XX Episode 10 spoilers

Kakegurui AU ft. Kirari! Ayato x Sayaka! Thoma. Specifically the Tower of Doors arc………Ayato shocking Thoma by jumping off the tower with him, only for them to safely land in a garden of pure white lilies…….Thoma re-swearing his allegiance to Ayato under the full moon…….with the knowledge that Ayato, despite what his mindgames may suggest, holds a special place in his heart for Thoma.

A pure, loyal person like Thoma isn’t safe in their academy, after all. So Ayato will keep him by his side, see to it that Thoma will remain as his dog and no one else’s Housepet.

[meowkuras]

i’ll never forget how in 2022, i dm’d one of my favorite authors in the kakegurui fandom and was like “hey ik u probs won’t see this, but i really love your fics and wanted to know if you have any advice for writing this one character, because you portray them perfectly” and they blocked me + made a whole thread abt how i “harassed them” bc apparently sending a single message to someone on twitter complimenting their writing and asking for advice on how to improve your own work and LEAVING KUDOS on their ao3 fics is “harassment”😭

like girlie literally cited me leaving kudos on their fics as proof i was “desperate for their attention” and “harassing them”😭😭 like every single piece of evidence in her thread was nice comments i had left on her fics (one of them was literally “omg this is so good!!!”) and screenshots of my kudos on her fics 💀

[halosofheaven]

Map to Heaven💫☁️

Halo | She/her | Minor | Just livin’ life y’know | Anime

Masterlist ✩ Ao3 ✩ Roblox ✩ TikTok ✩ Character. AI ✩

Angels accepted into heaven(genres I write for): Fluff💫, Smut❤️, Angst☁️, Comfort🪐✩

Fallen angels(things I won’t write for): (G)rape, dark topics(such as su!cide, sexual assault or abuse, discrimination, etc)

✩Emoji meanings: 💫(Absolutely yes I write for this!), ❤️(Yeah I write for this), ☁️(Not my genre of choice to read but sure!), 🪐(Yesyesyes! I’ll 100% write for this!)

Places to go in heaven(types of works I’ll do): Headcannons, Imagines, Drabbles, Oneshots ✩ all written in mostly gn! reader, but I can do fem! or male too

⚠️Dni: racist, homophobic, transphobic, zionist, fatphobic, etc

[blue-thief]

just realizing that jabami yumeko is the gendice love child 💀💀

[colacat53]

meme about a Yumesao story I'm brainstorming

also props to those two Momobami clan girls (Miri and Miyo I think) for knowing about poisons and being there because if they weren't there Saori would've most likely died

[almoonds]

"what if we're both assassins and we're attracted to each other?"

idea from fic

[darishima]

"I've just received a call from Ikishima. She says she’s too sick to attend today's council meeting again." Kirari glanced sideways at her secretary. "Interesting. That’s the fourth day in a row. Go find her and ensure she’s alright. You have no complaints, I presume?" Sayaka swallowed thickly, her fingers tightening around her phone. "Not at all, President. I'll go find her immediately." Or: Sayaka is tasked with taking care of a sick Midari. It doesn't go how she wants it to.

Sayaka Igarashi/Midari Ikishima tags: Sickfic, Love/Hate, Hair Brushing, Arguing, Implied/Reference Self Harm, Implied/Reference Sex, Affairs (kind of)

[sintreaties]

Let's be real u love the anon who asked u lots of question right?

Allow me to thank you for this question, because it gave me the chance to speak about something that’s been intriguing me for a while (albeit it’s more of a personal reflection, rather than a conversation with you specifically).

I’ve been answering anon asks for years and because this was my first experience being active in fandom spaces, I’ve come to consider it as a sort of social experiment.

To answer your question: no, I do not enjoy the last few asks. I don’t appreciate when people don’t take the hint and keep sending them.

In part, of course, it’s because I’ve grown tired. Tired of Kakegurui, but also of some of its fans. The asks I used to receive were also much more engaging and some were actually quite funny! Some anons were nice enough to come here just to share something they enjoyed, something unrelated to KKG, because they thought that I’d enjoy it too. I appreciate those anons a lot and I hope they’re having a nice day, just like the anons who reached out to talk about my fics and discuss what they liked or disliked about them.

I can’t remember if I mentioned it here, but for me, the anons of this blog are the equivalent of strangers stopping me in the streets while I’m minding my business. Some people ask for directions (meaning, some come here asking for writing advice and such) and if I can help them, it is my pleasure to do so. Some people come up to me to strike a conversation, and although I don’t always have the patience or the interest to indulge them, I do my best to reply.

And then there’s… the others.

Those are the ones that puzzle me. I don’t take what they say personally, nor do I give it much weight, because in the end, they’re still just strangers on the internet, but I’m still genuinely curious about why they do the things they do. It’s not like I’ve lost sleep over it but even as a writer, I’m very, very interested in understanding this kind of humanity. Everything has a reason, if you care to search for it.

So those anons, right. Some of them don’t even follow me: Why are they here?

Of course, one of the reasons is that this is an open space. You can come in, do your thing, get out. I’ll never know who you are so you don’t really feel like there’s going to be any substantial consequence to what you say.

There’s this quote by Robert A. Caro that goes, “When you have enough power to do what you always wanted to do, then you’re really gonna see what you always wanted to do.”

So you have the power to be rude, and stupid and nonsensical, right?

But why would you do it?

Like, if someone was to tell me “Hey, I don’t appreciate your avances”, well, I wouldn’t send them this kind of stuff:

I’d feel like a loser, you see? I’d show no manners to the person who’s repeatedly said that they don’t appreciate this kind of messages (most importantly when those who send them are really trying to get my cell number!!!) and I’d also show such an incredible loneliness and hopelessness that I couldn’t help but be ashamed of myself.

Plus you’re doing this where everyone can see you! You’re on anon yes, but you know that you’re the one who wrote that stupid, rude or nonsensical ask. How can you not be embarassed about it? I suppose you’re either dumb enough to lack self-awareness or you’re so insecure that you’re much beyond that to torture yourself with silly concepts like dignity and self-respect.

I don’t mean it as an insult, really, I’m just trying to draw my own conclusions here. My power fantasy is to be a good, kind, interesting person in a community of equally good and nice and interesting people and yours is… this? Why?

Reading some of these asks feels like getting a glimpse of someone’s intrusive thoughts. You can tell that they didn’t stop to think before sending them. My mutuals have to thank me, because despite what I’ve been told recently by a friend, I still spare them the worst ones (which, curiously, have only really started to appear recently). This kind of stuff gives me such bad second-hand embarassment that if I try to put myself in the anon’s shoes I deal myself psychic damage.

Most of those people don’t even come to me because I’m Sintreaties and they have a problem specifically with Sintreaties. The problematic anons either disregard or forget the fact that they’re real, living people talking to another real, living person — who, incidentally, has nothing to do with them.

And it’s incredible, because again, I wouldn’t be able to act like some of you! Sometimes it helps to think that no matter how many times I’ve hit rock bottom, I’ve never sent anon hate nor have I ever harrassed someone online just because I could. But then, even in videogames I never pick the “bad route”. What’s the fun in that? If I have to be mean and pick a fight with someone, hell, let it be a fight that can win me something more than whatever you get from arguing with Twitter users.

In the end, the question for me isn’t “why are you doing this to me”.

For me, the question becomes: why are you doing this to yourselves?

Bro, go for a walk! Talk to your friends, and if you’ve got none, go ahead and make some! Go for a coffee all by yourself and joke with the guy at the counter! Jesus Christ man, you can do better than waste your time sending that kind of asks to a random person on the internet! You show so little self-love that I can’t help but feel compassion. Where’s your dignity? Where’s your self-respect, the innate, human drive that pushes us to be better, no matter what? If you’re so lonely and insecure, do something about it! The world is full of people who wish to be your friend and to know you for who you are. Take care of yourself, for god’s sake!

“Lighten up, it’s not that deep” — for some of you, yeah. We’re talking about the same people who can barely read and comprehend a manga, I don’t expect them to understand my point.

(And I don’t mean it as a “look at me, I am so superior to you, because I actually use my head to think things critically and I’m still in touch with my emotions even in online settings.”)

For you it’s just one or two weird asks. Since 2019, I’ve received hundreds of them.

Again, I’m still relatively new to fandom. I’ve “only” been around for a few years and I’ve mostly only interacted with KKG fans. I’ve also always tried to curate my experience, which is already lacking on its own compared to someone who’s been around for decades. On that note, I wonder if some older, more experienced users would like to share their opinions on the matter — on anon too, or course.

I still want to keep my askbox open, because some anons really have something new and interesting to bring to the table. Remember though: it’s not 2020 anymore. From now on, I really do suggest thinking well about an ask before sending it.

And on a final note, I’m told that one of my asks made it to the KKG struggles account on Twitter so I’d personally like to thank and shake hands with all the anons that made it possible🤝🍾🎉

[mintchocgotmeoncrack]

[emeoonbird]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 賭ケグルイ | Kakegurui (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jabami Yumeko/Momobami Ririka, Jabami Yumeko & Saotome Mary, Very Minor Saotome Mary/Hanatemari Tsuzura Characters: Jabami Yumeko, Saotome Mary, Momobami Ririka, Mentioned Hanatemari Tsuzura Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Love Confessions, Femslash February, Femslash February 2024, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Awkward Momobami Ririka, Mild Character Study, I Will Go Down With This Ship, No beta we die like woman, This Is Cute That's It, 2K Of Fluffiness With A Spark Of Angst Feelings, Happy Ending Series: Part 8 of femslash february Summary:

Após ouvir sem querer uma confissão destinada a Ririka, Yumeko divaga até resolver apostar com as possibilidades e declarar para sua querida senpai.

Afinal, mesmo que fosse 50/50, isso ainda não significaria que poderia ter certeza da resposta de sua veterana. Ririka-senpai sempre teve reações inusitadas, e esse é um dos charmes dela que a tinha encantado. Trazendo as cartas em sua mão para frente dos lábios, Yumeko começou a planejar o que deveria fazer tendo essa nova informação. Ela não poderia desistir sem sequer tentar, já que isso não fazia parte de seus princípios.

Iria se declarar para a Momobami e veria que tipo de reação conseguiria tirar dela.

[celestiaras]

as a kakegurui enjoyer, ur xsoleil kakegurui au nsfw fic is the fic that lives rent free in my head all day…… i hope there will be a part 2 where they have you as the center of attention in a gangbang having their sweet time spoiling and ruining and mindbreaking with their personal housepet >____<

ft. doppio dropscythe, kotoka torahime, ver vermillion, hex haywire, meloco kyoran x f! reader — xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ xsoleil spoiling & overstimulating their cute housepet┊0.5k words

contains: smut!! dom doppi, koto, ver, hex, melo & sub reader┊gangbang/5vs1, overstimulation & dumbification, fingering, biting & marking, competitiveness, mention of nipple play, recording, mentions of breeding

➤ author's note: me too

you squirmed from their lustful gazes and touches, throat raw from so many cries of pleasure and eyes clouded over as you felt yourself climax for the -nth time from their assaults. how you made it this far without blacking out is beyond you, but you weren’t sure if you could keep it up for much longer with their relentless paces. you can’t even see them, just barely out of the corner of your eyes that are forming even more tears from overstimulation.

oh, they will still fight to get you to moan their name even though you're so far gone that you don't even know whose hands and lips are running over your skin as you whine incoherently. they'll spoil you with any luxuries money could buy if you could just come for them one more time, does that sound good? their words and coos sounded so gentle in contrast to their harsh actions— fingers relentlessly pushing into fill your used cunt with bites, lipstick stains, and bruise marks all over.

doppio is biting into your shoulder, sinking his fangs into the soft flesh before licking at the new wound with his tongue. he’s impatient, desperately wanting just to take you for his own right now, but he knows that all the attention is for you right and that you’ll have to make it up to all of them later. he’ll get his turn just like everyone else does, even if it’s last because he’s the youngest (besides, if he loses control now, he’ll be laughed at by the others for weeks).

meloco and hex are softly praising you, their voices and words being one of the only things keeping you from getting sent into heaven. with their sweet voices and your jumbled mind, you can’t even tell that they are gritting their teeth and looking at each other with mild annoyance at best and flat-out scowling at worse. they are both possessive people, but it takes one to know one, causing them to just take it out on you and your poor pussy. honestly, the two of them are the cause of most of your orgasms on their own out of sheer competitiveness.

kotoka is practically vibrating from excitement, bouncing off each of your reactions with giggles as she plays with your perky tits with one hand and films it with the other. she can’t help herself, not only is she a phone addict, but she feels like your expressions and choked whine while your hips rut into the second years’ hands is too beautiful to capture! this might be her favorite one yet, you know, she can’t wait to show it to you during class and watch your thighs subconsciously rub together at the memory of this fun night!

ver is holding you gently, placing kisses on your head, and running his fingers through your hair while watching in amusement at how you fall apart at the hands of the student council. it’s his favorite thing ever because he just loves seeing you go all dumb and pliant with glossy eyes, he just wants to see like that all the time so that’s why he enlisted the help of the student council to help him take special care of his precious housepet when he’s busy being the president. he doesn’t mind sharing when he’s the one who gets to breed you in the end after it all…