#koga x y/n

[lavender-z-love]

In Denial | Koga

───—･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. —───

Genre | Black.FemReader X Koga, Demon X Demon, Mature (Nothing crazy you'll see), Cat x Dog, Nakedness, 'Tsundere'? (The reader), arranged marriage.

Content warning | Nudity, spelling errors.

A/n | This was supposed to be a Halloween Special but I got busy so, here you go ♡

Wordcount | About 1.2k

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Cat demon Tribe and the Wolf demon tribe. The both weren't on good terms which is why a arrangement was set. The marriage between Y/n and Kouga was to be set, the two leaders to destroy what disagreements they had and stop this ridiculous rivalry.

Kouga, had nothing but the up most respect for you. So did some of the wolf demon tribe members. Those 'Some' being the few you grew up with as a child. You'd never thought in a million years your parents would force you to marry.

Kouga, willing to wait. A total gentleman, not to mention beautiful and agile. Though, you...not with any of it. More like you hated Kouga. Dispite your uncooperative-ness Kouga loved you anyway.

Avoiding him at all costs because you wouldn't deny you were attracted to him, you just wanted to live in denial.

A warm evening you decided to go for a bathe in a nearby pond. Bringing soaps and shampoos, which a human friend of yours 'Kagome' gave to you as a gift. You set your items down and began to strip. Neatly folding your clothes, you jump into the water; fully submerging yourself.

You relaxed completely under water, enjoying the way the mini current felt on your face. That was until, you sensed something..rather someone. Quickly bringing your head above water you turn around to see who it was. Your fiancé sat at the edge of the pond.

"Hey Y/n." He said softly,"I didn't know cats loved water." You stared at him blankly.."Mm, delightful.."

Kouga chuckled,"Is it okay if I hop in?"

"Yes, I was getting out anyway", You say with a tinge of annoyance in your voice. Going to the opposite end of the body of water to get out.

Kouga raised a brow,"Getting out? Oh come on, I saw you just get in." Oh, you'd been caught, like a deer in headlights.

You feel your cheeks burn, realizing what he had said. You turned to face him before scolding him, "Y-You watched me?! So you're a pervert! I knew I-". Stopping mid sentence as he was fully naked and getting in the pond. You were visibly flustered as the sight before you. "O-Oh my god!" Quickly turning around, your mouth gaped as you looked at the picture in your mind.

Kouga slowly making his way to you,"Y/n I don't mind if you look at me...". Still stunned, you fan yourself with your hand and whisper, "Be gone bad thoughts be gone.."

"Oh? I thought I was a pervert.."

You turned around to face him,"Look here you– Im-!.." Is he doing this on purpose?! Its like he's trying to get you to see his body. You turned around and because of how much taller he was than you; your eyes meet at his chest. Sculpted abs, toned biceps, his curved collar bone– then up to his neck, that delicious adam's apple. His jawline was well-defined and sharply angled, like it could cut anything with a simple touch. Then, his face. Handsomely majestic–

You knew you were staring, you were checking him out and it was plain as day. He didn't say anything, he just watched you do so as you day dreamed. When you snapped out of it, you took a deep breathe before turning away.

Kouga wouldn't let you, he pulled your arm back. "Hey..Why avoid me again? It's not going to stop you from marrying me you know."

I laugh,"So far its worked–"

Kouga sighed,"Thats because I let you be. I could bug you like I am now, but I didn't." He reaches for your hand, he guides it to his chest. Sliding your hand along his torso. Pulling you in close, his free hand looping around your body and placed on your waist.

Kouga's voice, whispering: "You can't run from me forever"

You whisper back,"I will..watch me."

Kouga sighs,"What do I have to do to get you to love me?"

"Nothing, because it's not happening."

Kouga narrows his eyes, raising a brow. He smirks,"Sweetheart, you've been feeling me up for the past 5 minutes.."

"You started it..", you hissed.

"You're right, but I let your hand go. So, A: it seems like your hand has a mind of it's own..or B: You're the pervert."

You look at your hand and, its migrated up to his bicep...You retracted your hand and walked around him with annoyance. "You're starting to get on my nerves!" You couldn't stay any longer or you were for sure to give in to your desires.

You should've known, nothing would get past him. "Y/n, will you please stop avoiding me." He follows after you, "I don't understand why you don't like me so much. I can assure you we can come to an agreement– I promise to treat you like a goddess." You turn around facing him.

"You hardly know me, why are you okay with this marriage?"

"I just want to stop this useless fighting"

"So you admit you're using me to get my tribe to side with yours? Hm? What tired of having so many enemies?",you smirk.

"No! I'd never do that Y/n..I just want all this ridiculous rivalry to come to an end. I want everyone to be happy."

You fold your arms. Kouga reaches his arms out to you,"You know, Im more than willing to protect and cherish you."

You back up, and Kouga walks forward with an soft empathic smile. "W-What if I dont want to." You continue to back up, Kouga persistent, he continued in your direction. "We'll come to a conclusion, help me understand."

Your back hits the edge of the pond, Kouga stops in front of you. "Help you understand huh.."

You scoffed,"Understand this..I dislike you..." Kouga caged you against the pond wall, both hands on each side of you. "Is that so..do you..dislike me as a man? Or as a person?"

"Both..", you said unsure. Kouga's not dumb, he's far from it. He can read you like a book. He leans in, his face now in front of yours. "Tell me..what you dislike about me, and I'll fix it for you."

His gorgeous face a few inches away from yours. 'H-He's gotta be doing this on purpose', you think to yourself.

"I'm sick of you, and your pretty face. Your attractive body too. It's– Annoying." You admitted embarrassed. Kouga chuckles,"Oh..You want me to fix your attraction towards me?" He said with a large smile.

You stand there flustered not knowing what to say.. but definitely enticed by his lips as he was enticed by yours. "So?..Do you want to consider loving me someday? Or keep living in denial, hm?"

A finger under your chin, making you look at him; your arranged fiancé. His blue eyes look back into your orange eyes. "...You're really pushing for this huh?" You whisper as you gaze at his lips. Have they always looked so bite-able, so kiss-able like that?

"I am, if you let me. I will give everything you want and more." Kouga looked down at you with a gentle smile, his k-9's peaking past his lips. Kouga leans in, still using his finger to keep your eyes on him.

Your dark cheeks tented a slight red, you shut your eyes closed tight. Expecting to be kissed by Kouga. Though when you felt nothing you opened one eye looking back at him confused. Both eyes opened, batting your eyelashes at him. "I thought you were.."

"Hm? Gonna kiss you?"

You nod, this making Koga smile. Maybe he was getting some progress from you. "You mean you want me to kiss you?" Feeling bashful you nod just a tiny bit, realizing what you'd just admitted to wanting to kiss him. Once again, it was obvious you were attracted to Koga. Even to him, he could see it from a mile away.

"Thats..not what I ment to say–"

Koga smirks,"Then what?~ hm..I'll kiss you, if you want me too."

You scowl,"I did but no! You're pissing me off. If you haven't realized, this is inappropriate! We've been so close together, naked in this springs and now you're trying to get me to admit I want to ki-"

You went silent, with a pair of lips pressed to yours. Your hand instinctively going to his shoulder, as Koga pulls you in close. You sighed into his lips, finally giving in to some sort of affection from him. Koga pulls away, leaving you a breathless, heart-fluttery mess.. "See what happens when we come to an agreement and talk like adults?"

"Shut up..", you rolled your eyes, tugging at his arm. He took your subtle hint.

Koga smiles, leaning close,"Yes ma'am". Once again kissing you, and you gladly kissed back. Letting him lead, you followed his fluid like motions. Your eyes closing, pulling him in close and him doing the same.

Giving into to Koga felt wonderful. Being able to melt into his touch..could I feel like this all the time Im with him? His left hand on your waist and right on your cheek. Your hands on his chest, the both of you fit together like a steamy puzzle piece. When it seemed like the two of you were about to get carried away–

"Koga! Koga! We've got some trouble with the Northern Wolf Demon tribe."

Another voice,"Hey Sis!"

You yelp as you pull away, mid kiss– hiding behind Koga. "Ginta? Hakkaku?" You peak from Kouga's shoulder. The wolf demon with a spikey white mohawk spoke,"Wow! You're finally getting along?"

You visibly flustered,"We are Not!" You scowled. Hakkaku tilts his head in confusion,"Really? Because to me it looked like the two of you were a bout to-

Koga clears his throat, interruption Hakkaku. "E-Enough...now you two can head that way..I'll be right behind you."

The boys nod then take off. Hakkaku waves,"Bye sis! Glad to see you're finally coming along!"

Your eye twitches,"Don't call me that–"

Koga smiles,"You should probably stop denying it." You stare at him blankly, and scoff. Kouga gets out of the pond, shaking off what water he can before putting his clothes back on.

He smiles brightly at you,"Its okay, I know you love me. Its only a matter of time before you accept it, and when you do. I'll be waiting."

You fold your arms, embarrassed you look away. "As if! go run off to your tribe." Kouga, fixes his last clothing needed. "I'll catch you later, okay? Next time we meet I'll be sure to do something sweet for you!" He says starting his light jog.

"Stop being so nice to me!" You shout as he gets farther and farther away.

You hear a light laughter from his direction. "Just trying to help you chose beautiful ♡!" He shouts from what now is a cyclone zipping away.

....You sit in the pond..shivering..

"Sheesh. Some fiancé...he could've helped me wash my hair before he left...", you mumble. Smiling to yourself as you place your fingers on your lips..

.."I cant stand him ♡"

Written and posted on Nov 8/23

[heartsfromia]

old habits die hard — k. yudai

pairing: non-idol! k x reader

word count: 3,727

genre: fluff, somewhat childhood friends to… lovers (?), college au but at a party (that isnt hosted by jackson wang)

warnings: profanities, mentions of alcohol, idk if this should be a warning but a bit of nichojoo

author's notes: my first andteam fic! recently got into them and have been smitten ever since (o^▽^o) also these fics will be a tumblr exclusive (unlike my svt fics) so they wont be posted anywhere else (now i have to figure out how to put this on my masterlist)

You hated parties.

Such a cliché statement, but it was true.

You absolutely despised parties, and all throughout your first year of college, you made it your life’s mission to avoid attending a single one (excluding mandatory parties that were held under collegial events, because for some reason, supervisors count your absents for those things). It was easy for the first semester since everyone was just getting to know each other, hosting a party so early in the year was only done by those older than you. There was nothing more akin to modern day torture than being holed up in a poorly lit living room with over a hundred intoxicated people, loud incessant music and sweaty body odor stinking up the already small space.

You always hated sweaty people and body odor, and unfortunately, parties were the Grand Central for them.

So the question might have come up: how did you find yourself at a party?

Simple: Nicholas Wang.

Your best friend, ride or die, and the bane of your existence because the universe had plagued the two of you with opposing personalities. Nicholas knows well enough that parties aren’t your thing and you were stubborn enough that he never tried to change your mind, but he enjoyed them. It was fun, he’s a social butterfly that thrives by interacting with others and he’d always limit himself to asking you to accompany him at least once a semester for a party.

It was the second semester to your second year, so he decided to use his chances now because of much more… important matters to deal with than just partying.

“It’s hosted by Mingyu, Y/N, you know? The guys that rented a whole-ass house for themselves?” You knew who he meant. Kim Mingyu and a bunch of his friends couldn’t find a place to stay once their time on campus dorms had ended, so they decided to find a fairly big house they could room up to ten people to rent. Not only was a huge steal because Mingyu was able to gather about eight other guys to join, but the landlord isn’t strict either, as long as the guys made sure nothing gets damaged (if they did, it was paid out of their own pockets) and to not get the police involved then they were free to do whatever they wanted.

“I don’t really care who is hosting it, Nico,” you mumbled, a resigned look on your face. “Isn’t it a bit early for you to use your pass? It’s barely two weeks into the semester.”

“Uh…” A blush coated his cheeks as he averted his eyes, only piquing your interest now. “So, the thing is… You know how I went skiing for break, I kind of met someone there—“

You sat up, eyes so wide that you worried they’d pop out. This was news; Nicholas, despite being a social butterfly, never was interested in anyone, no matter how many people tried to get closer—boy or girl. You couldn’t help the wide smile that pulled at your lips. “Oh my gosh! That’s awesome! Who are they?” He had always expressed his sexuality as something he never wanted to label, he only knew that if he had romantic feelings for someone, he never really cared for who they were.

“It’s Byun Euijoo, he’s an Engineering major.” Nicholas then went on to explain how the two had ran into each other in the same ski resort the recent break, the romantic cliché of getting stuck in the ski lift for about twenty minutes, and talking until the machine came back on. They then decided to continue their conversation over dinner with hot cocoa and well, to say the least, Nicholas was smitten over the guy.

“But what does Euijoo have anything to do—“ The realization struck. You paused then squinted your eyes. “He lives there?”

Nicholas shook his head, before a sheepish smile etched on his face. “But he did ask if I was going.”

Alas, you found yourself in the party. And to make it worse, not even twenty seconds in the door, someone crashed right into you, their drink and snacks they were carrying had spilled all over you, staining your shirt with an alcoholic concoction and nacho cheese sauce.

“Oh my gosh, Y/N,” Nicholas exclaimed. “Are you okay? Gosh, couldn’t that guy see where he was going?” He threw a glare in the direction of where the guy that bumped into you had gone.

“I’m fine, Nico,” you reassured, however your best friend wasn’t convinced. “Hey, I see Euijoo over there by the food table, why don’t you go talk to him?”

“How about y—“

“I’ll ask around for a bathroom, it’s alright.” He stared at you, brows pulled together. You rolled your eyes, emphasizing, “It’s okay.” You then turned him around so he faced away from him, giving him a gentle push. “Now, go.”

He looked over his shoulder as he walked slowly, but when you gave him a reassuring look, he returned with a grateful smile and disappeared into the crowd, his head popping up right by the food table not long after. Once you were sure he was out of sight, you heaved a sigh, your shoulders slouching. Every time you’d gone out to a party, it’d give you a reason why it is never a good decision. The last time you had gone out, you spent most of your time by the snacks and for some reason, someone didn’t inspect the food provided and you ended up eating something that was way past its best before date, resulting into an intensive couple of hours in the toilet the next morning.

Now your favorite white shirt was stained with alcohol and cheese.

You tried to ask others where the bathroom was, ultimately being ignored at almost every turn.

“Hey, can you point me—“

“Do you know where—“

“Anyone know—“

“Bathroom, where—“

Hopeless.

Obviously you could try looking through every door until you found the bathroom, but the house was three floors, and even the first floor was so crowded, you were grateful to even find the front door again. You wanted to dip—everything in you and the state of your outfit with the stains seeping through the material—urged you to just leave, and hope that Nicholas’ “date” goes well and he won’t need a ride home.

The urge stuck, pushing your body towards the door as if it had a mind of its own (and it was thinking, “fuck this”), but a voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Looking for the bathroom?” A relieved smile appeared on your lips as you turned around to see your saviour of the night, but it immediately dropped when you saw he spoke to you.

Koga Yudai (infamously referred to as “Kei” for reasons unknown to you) had the gentlest of smiles etched across his pink lips when he appeared before you. He looked different—grown, mature, and obviously attractive as hell. A lot had changed since the last time you saw him; the last time being grade school. Of course you were well aware that he went to the same university as you, but he was in a completely department and the chances of your paths crossing was low.

But never zero, I guess.

He glanced down to your mess of a shirt, a teasing grin on his lips. “Damn, Y/N, you really know how to party.”

You rolled your eyes. The relationship you and Kei had in grade school was friendly, being a year above you limited your interactions but back then, he used to live in the same neighbourhood as you. Your mothers met each other often during community gatherings and events, your fathers also worked in the same area in the city. Being friendly with each other was inevitable, but Kei took it a step further by teasing you every so often.

“Do you know where the bathroom is, Kei?” You asked exasperated, not wanting to play along with his teasing. The smell from the cheese and pungency of the alcohol was seeping through your shirt, invading your noise and sticking to your skin, if he didn’t show you the bathroom in that very moment, you were sure a homicide was going to take place.

“Yeah, I’ll show you the one near my room so we can get you change of clothes.” He didn’t give you any opportunity to protest or ask further questions before he turned and walked towards the stairs. You followed him like a lost puppy, eyes darting and dodging those in your way. The two of you reached the third floor which was a lot less crowded than the other two.

“We keep the third floor empty of party-goers,” he stated, answering your thoughts.

As you reached a closed door, you asked, So, you live here?” He turned to look at you, nodding, before pushing the door open to reveal the bathroom.

“Head on in, keep it locked, alright?” He told you, stepping aside for you. Before he closed the door, he said, “I’ll be back with a shirt for you.”

“No, Kei, it’s—“ The door closes before you could finish. You sighed, staring at the closed door in a daze, your heart fluttering against your ribcage. You were grateful Kei barely looked at you, hopefully he didn’t notice the way your cheeks were flushed a bright red, and your heavy breathing (that wasn’t from the two flights of stairs).

God, they’re still here? You thought they’d be gone by now, it had been almost a decade since you realized your crush on Kei. A decade where the two of you never saw each other after he said his goodbyes because he and his family were moving to Tokyo for his dad’s new job. You were sure that would be last time you’d see him, giving you enough time and distance to move on from your puppy love.

I guess the feelings were stronger than I thought.

A knock broke you from your thoughts, causing you to jump slightly and then panic because you didn’t lock the door as Yudai had asked.

“Y/N, I brought the shirt.” A sigh of relief escaped your lips, and you pulled the door open. You were met with a look of confusion from Kei. “You didn’t lock the door.” It wasn’t a question, rather a statement.

“Yeah, I was occupied.”

His brows furrowed to that of worry, his lips pressed in a tight line. Oh boy. “Y/N, you’re at a party. Tons of people are here and this bathroom is open for anyone, who knows what would’ve happened if it wasn’t me that came? No one would’ve known you were in here and you could’ve been cleaning yourself up, forgetting to lock the door and someone could just waltz right in—“ He rants dramatically, using his arms and his face contorting, but instead of scaring you, a laugh left you, stopping his nagging. “This is no laughing matter, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry, Kei, it was an honest mistake,” you reassured him, but his scorn prevailed. “You haven’t changed, huh?”

His eyebrows shot up at that, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the door frame, the shirt he brought draped over his crossed arms. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” He asked with a raised brow.

“You still nag ‘til my ears bleed,” you said, over exaggerating.

A look of offense briefly passed his features. “No, I don’t.”

“Yes, you do, you always have!” You grinned. “When I scraped my knee when I rode a bicycle, you told me it was my fault because I didn’t want to wear knee pads. In sixth grade, when I flunked a math test, you nagged at me because instead of studying, I chose to binge watch Barbie.”

Kei’s mouth opened to defend himself, but closed again, thinking back to those days, then finally said, “Okay, maybe I nag a bit but it’s mostly because you don’t listen.”

“Yeah, yeah, can I please have the shirt so I can change? I think the cheese they used for the nachos is a combo of cheddar and blue cheese.” The two of you cringe, and he hands you the shirt before closing the door.

You were to turn to pull your shirt off when the door swung open, a scream escaped your lips as you jumped, turning to find Kei with a shit-eating grin. “Lock it, Y/N.”

“Alright!” A laugh echoed from the other side when you turned the key. You took your time to peel the stained shirt off of you, the state of it causing you to pout as you contemplated whether or not you should give a chance and laundry it or to just toss it out altogether. It genuinely concerned you how much thought you were putting into that decision because the shirt had been with you for years, and it fit you the way that could only be done through constant wear. You doubt you could find another.

So you decided to rinse it, at least get as much of the stain and cheese out with the bar soap available, and then let the washing machine back home deal with the remains. You also grabbed a wad of toilet paper, running it under water before wiping the skin of your stomach and chest. Unfortunately, no matter how much you scrubbed it, the smell of alcohol wasn’t disappearing.

Giving up, you folded your shirt neatly, tucking it away in the small bag you brought before picking up Kei’s shirt. You gripped the shoulders, allowing it to unravel. It was a flannel made of cotton, thin enough for the warm summer night but wasn’t transparent either when you held it against the light. The best part though was the smell; a mixture of softener, musk and woodiness that seemed all-too familiar but you couldn’t put a finger on what it was. One thing you remembered about Kei was his genuine interest in perfumes and all things scented. You remember there was a point you were hanging out in his house and his mother came barging in into his room, angry because Kei had borrowed her perfume and forgot to put it back.

You smiled fondly at the memory, all those days suddenly felt so close—closer than they had ever been for the past few years, but just as far.

You slipped the shirt on, the material feeling soft and warm against your skin. Despite its larger size, you felt it fit you just right.

Once you were done, you pulled the door open and stepped out, pulling at the flannel and tucking the front part into your jeans. “You look really good in my shirt.”

Another scream, but this time, you smacked his arm. “Stop that!”

He threw his head back at your reaction. “You’ve always been easy to scare.” You rolled your eyes, glaring at him, but he ignored the look as he nodded his head towards the left side of the hallway, opposite to the stairs back at the party. “Come, I know these things are really your scene. I’ve got snacks in my room.”

When you were about to follow him, your phone vibrated in your pockets.

Nico: yn where’d you go? i waited by the bathroom and it wasnt you

“Boyfriend?”

Your eyebrows pulled together at Kei’s question, but you shook your head. “No, it’s a friend I came here with.”

“Oh.” A look of relief passed his face, but it was so quick, you almost questioned if you’d imagined it.

You: hey im with kei rn, im okayyy You: pls have fun with euijoo without me 🤭 Nico: alrightt text me if youre ready to go Nico: but take as much time as you want 😇 You: same to youu

With a satisfied grin, you slipped your phone back in your pocket and followed Kei to his room. It looked just as you had expected; a tidy mess. He had always been the type to keep his room tidy enough that his mom wouldn’t nag at him to clean his room at first glance, but you’d look closely you would notice the pile of laundry on a chair, the mess of textbooks on his desk and his untucked sheets.

One thing for sure, the smell of the room could easily distract you to the point you would never notice any of all that.

You noticed the two scented candles lit by his desk, igniting the space in a warm yellow, wavering a bit with your entrance. The layout looked just like what you’d expected in a college student, which meant that there was a small TV screen, mini fridge and a rice cooker. “Not too bad, Koga.”

“Sorry for the mess,” he apologized with a chuckle. “My bedroom is usually off limits on nights like this.” You stared at him expectantly. “You are an exception, Y/N.”

“Such an honour,” you teased, laughing. “I didn’t know you lived here.”

“Yeah, I was one of the first few people Mingyu approached to join,” he informed, and you nodded wordlessly. “Anyway, why are you here? As far as I remember, you never liked crowded places, let alone a party with drunk college kids.”

“My friend, Nicholas, the guy I came here with asked me to come with him as a—I wouldn’t say wing woman, but he was invited by someone he’s interested in and didn’t want to arrive alone,” you droned on, even though what you were explaining didn’t have any correlation why you’d willingly put yourself in a situation you were uncomfortable in.

And Kei knew that. It was exactly what he had asked. “Still putting the needs of others before your own, huh?”

“Still meddling yourself into things that have nothing to do with you, huh?” You bit back, stunning Kei for a second before a soft chuckle left his lips. “I don’t… mind, if the whole cheese thing didn’t happen then I’d probably be having fun by the snack table right now, maybe even talk with Kevin from Stats. I saw him by the kitchen earlier.” You knew you were rambling to deflect, and despite the years that passed between you and Kei, he was still well aware of your old habits.

And he’d always listen. The two of you had sat on the floor close to his bed, the mini fridge beside the door, and he had already propped his arm up, resting his chin while you rambled on, justifying why you did come to the party. He never interrupted, because sooner you would realize what you were spewing wasn’t entirely true and blush, embarrassed for letting yourself talk so much.

“Yeah, I get it, Y/N, but the line between selflessness and self-sacrifice is almost invisible, what you’re doing is sacrificing your own comfort for the sake of others,” he pointed out, “you know you’re not a party person, but you still go out of your way because someone asked you to.”

“That would mean I shouldn’t leave my comfort zone,” you retorted, the back of your neck beginning to heat up. “I’m not eleven anymore, Yudai. I get you had been protective then, but I’m an adult now. I can choose whether or not I want to put myself in uncomfortable situations.”

He was quiet for longer than you expected, and you feared that you’d said something wrong, maybe even offended him. But then you caught the twitch at the corner of lips unfold into a smirk. “You called me Yudai.”

The embarrassment was almost immediate. Your cheeks flushed a bright red, heating up not just your face but your entire body. Nobody—as far as you knew—called him Yudai, all of them called him Kei, even back when you went to the same school. The only people that called him Yudai were his parents, and well, you. It started as a way to tease him, like being called your full name, but doing it so often, it became a habit.

It slipped, in the midst of your minor altercation, you were overwhelmed by the emotions of being treated like a kid to even realize.

“I almost thought you’d forgotten.”

“How could I? The faces you’d make when I called you Yudai were priceless,” you said with a laugh. “Especially when I did it in front of your friends.”

“Not even my mom embarrasses me like that,” he adds, causing the two of you to laugh harder. “I’m sorry if I offended you, I’m well aware you’re not a kid anymore, and yeah, I’m glad you don’t want to keep staying within your comfort zone even if it’s hard.”

“But…?” It was clear something else.

“Just… I guess, it’s a bit hard for me to grasp that you really don’t need me anymore,” he admits, a faint shade of pink appearing in his cheeks. “I know you’ve always been able to handle things yourself, but it always felt, I don’t know, comforting I guess, whenever you included me in the things you were going through.” He paused again. “You’ve matured, Y/N, is all I’m saying.”

His words tugged at your heart, the truth behind them revealing itself in the maze of your memories. Yes, Yudai had always been a nagging Nancy, most the problems gone through during your time together were always accompanied by his reprimanding. However, he never scolded you without providing a solution or way out.

Sure he might’ve yelled at you for scraping your knee but he’d do so while plastering on a band-aid he had prepared beforehand.

Yes, he had talked your ear off when you failed math, but he made it his mission, amidst his own studies and extracurriculars, to tutor you so you can retake the test.

Even now, you’re wearing a clean and comfortable shirt that doesn’t smell like a science experiment gone wrong.

There were different things you wanted to tell him, thank him, say that he made your life easier, but instead you opted to say, “You really haven’t changed.”

Laughter shook his body. “What can I say? Old habits die hard.”

“What habit? Nagging ‘til our ears bleed?” You teased.  He shook his head, the smirk lingering on his lips as he locked eyes with yours.

“The habit of always wanting to be there for you.”

[itsbubbleteataro]

Like a Petal in The Wind

Koga x fem!human!reader

Warnings: blood, miroku

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“Koga! Koga slow down” Puffed Ginka

“Yeah! Koga! Please we need water” Huffed Hakkaku

The gray tornado several meters ahead stopped. In its place stood a wolf demon. His skin tanned from time in the sun, eyes a shade of blue that looked back at the two other wolf demons who panted and gasped for air. Long black hair tied back with a simple brown chord. A brown fur headband helped to keep his bangs off his face while he ran. shoulder plates, a fur loincloth and a sliver and black cuirasse adorned his body, with shin armor finished what the demon wore.

Pointed ears listened to a babbling brook close by as clawed hands scratched the back of his head while the two other wolf demons caught up.

One with a sliver mohawk was dressed in similar clothing to Koga. He panted with his hands on his knees.

"Koga! Water! Please!" Spat out Hakkaku.

"Koga! We can't keep up with you! We don't have sacred jewel shards like you do! Please let's rest" Half begged Ginka.

Begrudgingly, Koga agreed. He knew he had less of a chance of killing Naraku and avenging comrades if his pack was tired.

"Alright. It smells like a river is just east of here. Let's rest there for the night" He turned his back, starting to walk in the direction of the river. Excited, Ginka and Hakkaku went after him, still calling out his name.

The sun was high in the sky, Ginka and Hakkaku had gone further down stream to fish for lunch, as Koga sat under a tree. One of his ears flicked, his head turned in a direction as he stayed put. His nose crinkled, the sweet smell of flowers and bitter smell of herbs clashing together was putrid.

The sent only grew closer till he spotted a young woman. long black hair tied back with a simple white linen chord. Dressed in a simple kosode that went down to her ankles. A carrying cloth mixed with flowers and herbs. He studied her, watching as she knelt down to the earth, and untied her carrying cloth, adding a few more herbs to her bag.

She stood up after gathering what she needed and retired the bag. She stood up as a gust of wind blew by. His nose twitched. underneath the putrid sent, was a sweet one. It was like the flowers she had picked, yet much lighter and fragment, something almost undetectable if he were not a demon, like a tsubaki flower. As soon as he had caught the sent, he lost it, the sent flowing away like a petal in the wind.

Koga watched as the woman started to walk away. Some part of him missed the sent layered under the putrid mix of herbs and flowers, soon having to remind himself that he only had eyes for Kagome. It was long after she had left that Ginka and Hakkaku returned from fishing.

"Koga! Koga look!" His eyes snapped over to Ginka and Hakkaku, each proudly holding a bundle of fish in their hands.

Eyeing the look in their eyes, Koga decided to indulge himself as they had with fish. "I've come to the decision" he scratched the back of his head. "Since you guys wanted to rest, why don't we stay here for a few days. The pack could after all use a break"

The pack seemed happy at the decision, deciding to take the time they had and spend the evening resting and fill their stomachs. Koga stayed where he was, nose to the wind. He had caught the putrid sent once more. Maybe it was because he was bored, or maybe because he wanted to get another sniff of what was hidden under the putrid sent, the wolf demon ran after it, the jewel shards in his legs aiding his speed.

Koga found himself on the outskirts of a village. The local shrine quite large for its size. His curiosity quenched for the night, Koga returned to his pack.

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In the village the woman Koga had been watching from a far had finally made it to the shrine. Approaching the priest she showed him the herbs and flowers she had gathered. Together the two had separated the herbs from the flowers. The herbs organized to be laid out in the sun the next day to be dried, and the flowers to be displayed inside.

The woman stayed with the shrine as she had no where else to go, and busied herself with helping gather herbs or do odd jobs for others. Like was simple, yet fulfilling.

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It was a night like any other when a group of five entered the temple one hot sunny afternoon. The woman watched as the priest welcomed a monk draped in purple robes and his friends. Watching closely from a far she was filled with curiosity, she had never seen such an odd group of people. A half dog demon with long white hair dressed in red robes. A woman with mid length black hair in a strange set of clothing of white and green. The monk with purple robes who's eyes were glued on a woman who looked like to be a demon slayer judging by the large boomerang on her back. Her eyes widened with wonder wonder as she looked at the twin tailed little cat on the demon slayers shoulder. She sighed as she saw a little fox demon child jump up on the one with the red robes.

"Its rude to stare you know. Come on out don't be a coward" The one in red stated, turning his back towards you.

Taking a deep breath you came out from the hiding spot as the priest chuckled. The priest then introduced you to the group as you shyly waved and apologized for staring.

"Hi! I'm Kagome! That's Inuyasha" The girl in the strange clothing motioned over to the one in red. "That's Miroku!" Kagome motioned to the monk, who waved his hand. "Shippo is the one on Inuyasha's shoulder, Songo is the demons layer and the one on her shoulder is Kirara!"

You sat there, taking in all the information before nodding your head.

"The priest here said you could give us a tour of the area?" Songo asked, to which you nodded. Together you all left the temple, heading towards the stream where Koga, Ginta and Hakkaku were staying.

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Koga sniffed the air a few times, before mumbling something underneath his breath, and taking off running towards the village, leaving Hakkaku and Ginta to once again chance after him. Koga's nose was on to the Inuyashas's sent as well as the ever flowery sent of the woman he's only seen hand full of times.

Kagome waved at the approaching tornado as you looked worried, opting to stand next to Songo, someone you knew would protect you if the occasion occurred.

The tornado dispersed. You gasped softly looking at the attractive wolf demon. "Hey Kagome! You gonna ditch that mutt yet?" Smirked the wolf demon as Inuyasha snarled.

"Hey who you calling a mutt?" growled Inuyasha, reaching for his sword.

"if it's a fight you want it's a fight you'll get!"

"Hey lets uh, lets calm down right guys?" Kagome nervously chuckled, raising her hands and looking over at Miroku who simply shrugged. Cringing when she heard the sound of Tessaiga being drawn Kagome had enough, “Sit boy” You watched as Inuyasha fell flat on his face with a pained cry, one that wolf demon looked quite proud about. “Sorry Koga, what brings you around here? It’s not often that we get to cross paths?”

You placed a calloused hand over your mouth, gasping under your breath as Koga took Kagome's hands into his own. "Oh just here to ask you to be my wife." You're attention snapped to Inuyasha, who was now up and walking.

"She's not interested!"

"Ah I'm so sorry (y/n). It may be a while, do you think you coul-Ah!" Apologized Songo before wiping around, covering her behind. You followed her gaze to see Miroku the monk. One of his hands holding onto the staff, his face looking serious with his eyes closed. The hand with the light purple covering twitching slightly.

You cringed physically as Songo wacked him over the head with her boomerang made of bone.

"Why you-!"

"I'm sorry Songo! The hand as a mind of its own I swear!"

"Pervert!"

You sighed. Frightened, confused and slightly annoyed you knew you were in for a long day.

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The sun was finally starting to set as you showed them the area around the river. Falling to the back of the pack was Koga, his eyes drifting between Kagome and You. He was feeling mixed. Kagome was the woman he was set on having his wife, yet on the other hand it was your sent that made him so curious about you.

The sun set had only served to paint you in a beautiful light, the warm tones leaning into night would be enough to make him question. Watching as the group waved goodbye and moved on into the village, Koga, Ginta and Hakkaku made there way back to the camp they had been staying in for the past few days. Once again, Koga sat with his back against the grand tree, with his nose up in the air. He closed his eyes, unsure if he were savoring the sent of you or Kagome.

With each good gust of wind, he swore he could smell you. He was confused, a human who he did not even know the name of, had such an effect on him. Trying to distract himself, he focused his thoughts on the crude Naraku and his little puppets made from his flesh Kana and Kagura. With his eyes closed, he swore he could smell Naraku's sent in the wind flowing up from the village.

Inhaling once again, he focused more on the sent. Jumping up, he had gotten the sent of human blood mixed in with Kagome's your and Naraku's sent. Not bothering to inform Ginta or Hakkaku he took off running full speed in the direction of the village.

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You were sleeping peacefully in the room the priest was so kind as to give to you. Keyword "were". Some sort of tornado seemed to appear out of nowhere, rousing you from your slumber with a a start. Scrambling outside to see what was going on, your eyes winded in horror. You watched this woman dressed in a long red and white stripped Kosoke with a fan in her hand. With each swipe if her fan, another tornado seemed to fall.

“Inuyasha! Come out come out wherever you are” The woman taunted. Unleashing a different sort of attack. With a grunt several half moon shaped blades cut through the very building she was once sleeping in. Gasping in fright, you stared to run away, only hearing as Inuyasha responded to the taunts himself.

You dare not look back as you hear more blades being flung in your direction, no thanks in part to a tornado currently making its way through your village. You went down with a scream, your leg feeling damp and heavy al of a sudden. Adrenaline pumping through your vanes, you pushed yourself up, running further and further way from the carnage of your village, making your way slowly to the stream.

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The stench of human blood filled Koga’s nose, standing up. The unforgettable stench of Naraku mixed in with the blood. Growling, he took off running, leaving his pack behind. Quickly making it into the village he spotted the demon behind the attack, Kagura. He could do nothing but watch as the two battled, before watching as Kagura backed off. Plucking a feather from her hair and tossing it in the air, both Kana, holding the mirror and Kagura stepped on. Once more he watched as Kagura taunted Inuyasha, before floating off into the night, leaving Inuyasha shouting nonsense back. His eyes drifted over to Kagome, his shoulders dropping when he saw she was safe. Still in the air was the stench of blood, mixed in with the faint smell of flower blossoms. Alarm crossed is mind as he looked up the hill, seeing a trail of blood. Cursing under his breath and asking himself what Kagome would have him do, he followed the blood.

Reaching the stream Koga stopped, his emotions swirling in his head as he walked closer. There on the bank of the river you laid. The stench of blood was strong coming off you, Koga inspected you for injury, hesitating when he saw the cut on your leg. Making a fist he undid the bandana around his head, using it to stop the bleeding. Koga could hear the the short breaths you took, slowly coming too as he finished tying it around your leg.

With a groan you looked up at him, recoiling in horror for a moment before seeming to relax just the slightest. He looked at you, confusion crossing his features.

“Well, aren’t you going to scream in terror? Beg for your life?” Koga seamed to loom over you as he spoke.

You shook your head. “Nay, I saw how you were with Kagome and her friends, if you wished to hurt me I should think you would have killed me already”

Koga scoffed, sitting back and giving you space to sit up. Wincing as you do, his eyes scanned you for a more injuries, only looking away when he was sure he saw no others. After a few moments of silence, he stood up, getting his arms underneath you and picking you up, being mindful of your injury.

“Hey! Wait! What are you doing?!”

“Taking you to Kagome. Her medicine form her world would help you faster than any other person I can think of” Koga responded, his tone not giving away any of his emotions as he walked with you towards the ruins of your village. You clung on tight, both out of fear and pain, biting your lip as he carried you.

Reaching the village Koga waisted no time in tracking down Kagome. Explaining the situation as your eyes squeezed shut not wanting to look at any bodies that scattered the ground. You heard Kagome agree with Koga, the loud thunk of a bag being dropped and the rattle of things begging savaged through. You were carried into one of the few still standing houses, being set down carefully. You watched as Kagome carefully peeled away the now blood soaked wolf fur bandana, handing it back to Koga. Koga took it, holding onto it, looking away from Kagome and you. Inuyasha sat with his back against the wall, eyes shut, seeming to be resting after his fight with Kagura.

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A few days later it was decided, you would travel with Inuyasha and his friends while you recovered, hoping to find a new village for you to move into after you had recovered. Koga and Inuyasha had talked about it, figuring it would be safer for you to go with them.

And so your adventure started, traveling with the half demon Inuyasha, Kagome, the fox child Shippo, demon slayer Songo and monk Mruko. Unknown to everyone but inuyasha, Koga and his pack seemd to trail behind, be it for Kagome or you, only time could tell.

[mariondeux]

DAY NINETEEN ; PUBLIC SEX | Koga Oogami

CW ; NSFW, dirty talk, bathroom sex, rough sex

WORD COUNT ; 289

PAIRING ; Koga Oogami x Male!Reader

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

No matter how loud you two were, the music booming over the speakers downstairs overpowered your volume, decreasing the chance of anyone hearing you. Either way, if someone were pressed up against the bathroom door, they could hear you being fucked into oblivion.

Your headband that went with your costume slid off your head and dropped to the bathroom floor. Your body bounced and rubbed against the bathroom door as your boyfriend huffed and growled into your neck, pounding his cock into your slick sex. Your poor little cock was neglected with need, and yet your boyfriend's cock was just more than enough to satisfy you.

“You look so fucking sexy tonight,” Koga groaned in your neck, biting into the flesh to leave a mark. “I bet everyone here wants to get a taste of your juicy fucking hole, huh? Should I fuck you in front of all those people?”

You sobbed from his words. Your legs wrapped around his midsection tightened as your hips bucked further into his cock. You had no idea how to respond, nor do you think you could. All you could really do was moan like a whore for anyone to hear.

“Bet there’s someone right behind this door, jerking off to hearing you act like a complete fucking dog.”

You were teetering, thighs clamping down around his hips. The next tug of his cock against your walls made your eyes roll, throwing your head back as his hips slapped up into your sex. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you, his warm cum stuffing you full. Little droplets made it past his cock and fell onto the floor as you two breathed heavily, chests clearly rising and going right back down.

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Koga Oogami x F!reader

Minors DNI

Genre: smut

Tags: switch!Koga, alone in a room, music, band, crush, unprotected

Plot: After your senior Rei graduated high school, Koga is now in charge of the music club room. However, music is not the only stuff he is doing when locking the door.

Words: 2,012

By clicking on "show more," you acknowledge that you are 18+ and consent to read this fiction.

"Today is just the two of us, huh?" you ask.

"Yep. The twins had to go to their job or somethin' and Dekosuke is too busy with his actual club. Hmpf," he pouts. "Now that this damn vampire isn't there anymore, the room feels empty..." he sadly says.

"Let's practice our instruments!" you tell him, cheering him up.

"Yea, let's do that," he replies, pulling out his guitar from its case. "I can't wait to practice this song".

"Same", you say as you get your instrument ready.

"Especially with you..." he whispers

"What was that?" you ask, a bit red, after all, you and him are in some sort of 'talking stage'.

"N-nothin'!"

You turn on the mixing table. All the cables are connected.

Koga starts the countdown.

"1 and 2. And 1 2 3 4!"

The song starts.

🎵🎶

It is common for musicians to take a liking to one another. But while playing, it is not a myth that we feel euphoric about each other. Especially when it's a duet.

Sure, it was not supposed to be one, but right now, it's just the two of you.

The music is so groovy.

The sound of his guitar mixing so well with your own instrument is captivating both of you.

The song ends. You both smile at each other.

This small moment of just you two smiling after rehearsal is so sweet.

"That was so cool!" you shout. "I think we're one step away from the final version!"

"For sure..." he softly replies.

"Mhh, maybe it could sound even better if you did the rhythm on the pre-chorus instead of doing the lead," you say as you approach him.

"Or maybe like that?" he asks while playing a mix of both lead and rhythm, perfectly.

His fingers strum the strings with ease. He moves his left hand with such flexibility. Koga looks so concentrated. You look at him with admiration.

The guitarist continues playing perfectly, but now he's not looking at his instrument anymore. As the melody keeps going, your eyes meet. You feel an arrow hit your heart.

You become momentarily speechless, lost in thoughts, only thinking about Koga. His musical skills, his golden eyes, his fluffy grey hair, his gentle persona he keeps hidden... You want him.

And it looks like he wants you too. He's been staring at your lips and eyes for a while now.

"Is anyone here?" someone asks while knocking on the door.

Without stopping eye contact, Koga slowly stops playing. He walks up to the door.

"We're busy," he says as he locks the door with no hesitation.

He goes back to his chair and puts his guitar down.

You only stare at each other for a few seconds before you sit on his lap, facing him.

Your two lips meet each other for the first time. You begin making out. No words were necessary. Koga's tongue finds its way to the inside of your mouth, licking your own.

He who is rather shy when it comes to romance is actually pretty dominant when it comes to 'that'. Koga kisses you over and over again, each time twisting your two tongues together, with the string of saliva getting thicker and thicker every time you kiss.

You can tell you're getting all wet. You're really into it, pushing back and forth between your two mouths.

You're not the only one who's all excited. Koga puts one hand on your thigh, and the other one on your back, pulling you closer to him.

As he closes the gap between you two, you feel something poking against your crotch. You think you know what's happening. But you can't even look down, too busy making out. While keeping his hand on your thigh, Koga begins thrusting a bit. You guessed correctly. He's bricked.

The friction is so good. Every time he moves his waist, his covered cock rubs against your clit. You get wetter and wetter. You're about to reach your climax.

You keep on sucking on his tongue as he's thrusting all nice and clean. His hand grabs your thigh, he tilts his head and moans.

"Mnhh..." he lets out while thrusting.

You move your waist as well, adding more tension. Your two crotches are begging to get some release now. You let out some moans as well.

Your tongues are wrestling even faster, following the intensity of the kiss session.

"Mh! Mhh!" you shout even though the sound barely leaves your mouth, blocked by the guitarist's.

Your mouths are fighting to take the lead, with yours pushing onto his for one second, and his pushing into yours for the other.

"Mmh!" Koga moans.

"Mmnh!" you follow.

As the pace gets quicker, Koga seems to win the lead. His lips and tongue push onto yours, making your head lean back, and drawing Koga get even closer to you.

You can't tell what feels better between your tongue being aggressively sucked, or your clit being so well rubbed.

Tears start forming in your eyes, amusing Koga.

You really enjoy Koga taking the lead. Now, all you can think about is him. Your climax is arriving.

"Mnh!!" you moan over and over as wet noises leave your mouth.

Your vagina's juices are even warmer now.

"mmh..." he moans.

Koga's soft sounds, the aggressiveness...

You are so leaned backward that your weight is now entirely relying on Koga's arm. Your two tongues are fighting like there is no tomorrow. You feel your orgasm hitting you like a truck.

"Mmnh!!" you moan out loud as Koga doesn't slow down the thrusts or tongue wrestling.

Your juices are finally being released. Koga holds keeps holding on to you. His hard dick is still pushing onto your cumming slit. It feels so good your roll your eyes while still seeing blurry from your tears.

Koga's lips finally leave yours to get some new air.

You two stare at each other, all sweaty.

The look he's sending you is anything but innocent.

"I'm not done with you," he whispers into your ear before standing up.

He suddenly carries you in his arms and puts you on top of a table.

You rapidly remove your tops. Following you, the man gets rid of his blazer and shirt. Your bra, bottom, and panties all end up on the floor.

As he's removing his belt, you hear the sound of metal tickling. Koga hastily removes his pants and boxers and spreads your legs open.

He takes a good at your body, in awe, but also in lust, judging from his heavy boner.

"Shouldn't I wear a condom?" he asks, worrying about you.

No matter which emotion it is, his cheeks are painted with red.

"Today is a safe day," you reply.

"Then, are you ready...?" he asks you, all shy yet so horny.

"Mm!" you nod.

Without wasting a second, Koga puts your legs over his shoulders and presses his erect cock against your wet slit.

"Here I come," he says as he penetrates you.

His thing slides into your insides, opening your walls.

"You're so tight," he tells you. "And so wet... Mhh," he already moans while only just entering.

The sensation is so good. He's slowly exploring your body, not going straight into destroying you. He seems to keep his gentle side in bed.

You are officially doing that at school.

You feel the nerves of his cock going farther inside you. It feels so good that you already have tears back in your eyes.

"Koga..." you moan.

You look up, only to be met with a pair of eyes looking at you like you're his most important desire. He seems to be madly in love with you.

"Y/N..."

"Mh?"

"I'm gonna start moving," he softly says.

With that being said, the man slowly starts thrusting into your heat.

"It feels nice," you say while smiling at him.

Although his tip is not violently hitting your cervix, you feel it rubbing against your end.

You have such a nice view of Koga. Abs, muscular, tan, and his dick is definitely on the larger side.

His thrusts are gentle and passionate.

"hahh..." he moans.

His hands are going over your boobs and thigh with care. You caress his face.

You feel his dick going in and out of you. Wet noises leave your bodies with each thrust.

Koga is getting quite serious at this. His pace is slowly getting more intense.

You can't help but lubricate even more. His thick cock feels so good. Your man's cock keeps penetrating you, covered in your love juices. Now, the wet sounds are way too naughty.

"Koga~ I'm about to..." you say as your pussy feels warmer and warmer along with his cock.

"Mnh... Me too... Come here," he moans as he grabs you by the waist and pulls your entire body closer to him by making you slide over the table.

His dick is now reaching your deepest end. The room temperature probably got up by a few degrees.

Your female instincts hit you. With your legs still above his shoulders, you cross your legs around him.

As for your male, he firmly grabs your two wrists with his strong hands. His lips find their way back to yours. You're now in a completely submissive position. It couldn't be more erotic.

Koga showers you with kisses while his dick is on the rough side. The thrusts are making such a loud noise.

"Y/N... Y/N! mhh~" he moans.

"hAh~" you let out.

Koga licks on the outside and inside parts of your mouth. It feels so nice to make love with him.

"Koga..."

"Y/N... T-together... Let's... hah~"

The speed of his kisses and thrusts is at its peak.

You can feel your climax approaching.

"I-I'm cumming!" you mumble against your breath.

"Y/N..!"

His penis finds its way to your very end, firmly stays in place against your cervix, and finally unloads his cum.

You feel his semen pouring inside of your womb as he grasps on your wrists even firmlier. He's shooting loads and loads into you, like he and his cock have been waiting forever to finally cum inside you.

"B-be my girl. That way, I can do that to you... every day," he asks you out while still in the middle of his climax.

"I'll be your girl," you reply while being filled with his cum. "I love you, Koga."

"I love you too," he confesses while cooling down.

After the two of you take a few breaths, you continue kissing and kissing over and over again, after which he finally pulls out.

"I'll take even more care of you, from now on," he happily tells you with a grin, "now that you're my..." he gets shy.

"Girlfriend!" you reply with a smile.

"Duh!" He says while his face is all red.

Your boyfriend helps you put on your bra and shirt. This moment feels so intimate. You pat his head.

"Let's make more 'music' together when it's just the two of us in this room," you tease him while stroking his hair.

"Hah... Don't mess me with like that or who knows what I'll do to you!" he replies like the true tsundere he is. "I mean look at what you're wearing right now, nothin's stopping me from going for a secon--" he looks at you.

Your eyes are showing that you are not against the idea of a second round.

"Who says I'm not down?" you mess with him.

Koga gets bright red and covers his eyes with his hands, to stop being tempted by your body.

"But, don't we have a repetition soon? And aren't the twins gonna pull up any second now?"

"What if they do? Remember, you locked the door so we couldn't be disturbed."

You take his hand into yours and kiss his cheek.

"Come here," you invite him for a hug as you spread your arms.

"Hmpf!"

He falls into your arms.

Looks like you two aren't done with your rehearsal.

I left Y/N's instrument up to interpretation to leave more room for immersion.

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LOOK WHO IS BACK BABYYY 👤‼️❗️❗️❗️

HOLY MOTHERF- AKSHEUGUAAAHHH

I missed writing fr fr fr fr 👤🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣👤💔

I started writing this one like 3 days ago out of nowhere. My 2 drafts (Mama, Leo) have been eating dust for months now helppp 👤🧹💨

Sorry I couldn't feed yall starving fellow enstarries down bad, here is your food. 👤🥪🌮🌯🌭

I hope you missed me cause I missed yall 👤👥️

Signing off, enstarriedownbad 👤❤️‍🔥

[jubilee40]

BNHA, Haikyuu, Black Clover, Inuyasha, Bungo Stray Dogs, or Tokyo Revengers Requests?

[marion-go-round]

Hello! Could I request some headcanons for Koga with a gn best friend that's been pretty overwhelmed lately and ends up falling asleep while they're hanging out? Thanks! :)

TY ANON!! this is my first time writing for koga fr so i hope i don't mess something up

oogami koga x gn!reader | fluff | mentions of feeling overwhelmed

➵ besides adonis and maybe the twins, you were one of his best friends. he literally comes to you if something comes up and adonis and the twins are away.

➵ he also knows that; as a producer, you work hard to tend to everyone's needs. you tend to get stressed a lot. and that tends to get you overwhelmed.

➵ koga would find you at your desk at times and find you looking so overwhelmed. it concerned him. he doesn't say anything but it concerned him.

➵ at times, when you two are alone, he'd let you sleep on his shoulder if you were getting too tired when you two were hanging out. it's one of the many things he does for you since you're his best friend.

➵ since you're so overwhelmed, he doesn't mind if you come to him for a recharge. you two are friends; there's no shame in that. unless one of the twins finds you two and starts making a fuss about it

➵ whatever it may be, he's also there for you whenever you need it. he may be a wolf, but he's a loyal one

reblogs are highly appreciated! thanks for reading!

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@animeburgerfan

hi there, thank you for sending someone in !! i made a post instead of answering your ask directly as requested <3 happy early birthday :D

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DRUM ROLL, PLEASE . . .

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

i’d match you with : KOGA OOGAMI !!

the dynamic you two would have probably starts off as no-filter-central. koga typically says what he means & doesn’t sugarcoat anything he says. he still manages to be polite of course, but that’s a point where the two of you can connect.

since you said you tend to be a bit clumsy, we’ll say you met koga under slightly awkward circumstances. you tripped over his empty guitar case, & though he caught you before you could faceplant onto the ground, he lowkey chews you out. you barely know each other, but he definitely seems to be giving you some grief for that little slip-up. since you’re overly disciplined, you simply apologize; but you don’t hesitate to point out that he shouldn’t have left his guitar case in the walkway of the practice room.

koga is embarrassed because you’re right & he was the one who should’ve been more careful. he apologizes for that; something tells you that the little lecture came from a place of concern. he didn’t want anything to happen to you. despite being so rowdy & rough on the outside, koga’s a soft guy on the inside. after that little encounter, you both see each other more often. perhaps after that meeting, it’s much easier to spot him in a crowd or in random spots on campus. without realizing it, you both start waving to each other when your eyes meet. hanging out comes naturally after a few of those interactions.

undead’s very own lone wolf enjoys light-heartedly teasing you about your clumsiness ( but he still takes care of you when you are clumsy ). he likes to remind you of how you both met, so it seems like he’ll never let you live that down; even though it was his fault you tripped !! despite not being childhood friends, you definitely have that dynamic going after a while. over time, koga really starts to care more & more about you. when your legs give out or you are feeling tired, he’ll offer to carry you. he likes to make sure you’re alright because he now knows that you struggle with health problems. even though he teases you with his own no-filter ways, he cares so much at the end of the day. as more time passes, he cares for you more & more. past the friendzone, actually. his unitmates give him advice on his little crush on you.

you notice that koga stares at you fondly whenever you show him digital art you have worked on rather than the projects. you tease him about it, but it makes you a little flustered. it seems like he’d rather admire you instead !! the same goes for when you show him fashion outfits you’ve put together. his cheeks bloom with crimson & his voice is a little higher in pitch. he even makes an attempt to get closer to cats even though he prefers dogs + wolves. he just wants to be closer with you.

koga makes his move by confessing to you that he’s much clumsier since he fell for you. it’s a pretty smooth line !! & pretty cheesy… but still charming. it’s pretty obvious who helped him with that one.

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[starryjake]

neighbors | k.y

in which you have feelings for your dilf neighbor.

pairing: koga yudai x fem!reader

includes: age gap (reader is early twenties, k is almost thirty), dilf k, k is divorced, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (lmk if i missed anything).

a/n: first full length &team smut! i love k so much so this is LONG! but its worth the read i think. enjoy!

the crying. the never ending, slightly muffled wailing sound piercing into your ears as you tried to sleep.

having lived in your apartment for about five months then, you were used to it. your neighbor, k, was an incredibly nice man. he was a single father, therefore you tried not to get annoyed whenever you heard that baby crying in the middle of the night. you knew he didn’t have it easy, having to take care of a baby on his own.

but that night, you were exhausted.

you’d worked a double shift, a rather awful double shift. it was long and when you got back to your apartment, all you wanted to do was go to sleep considering you had to be back at work early the next morning.

but you couldn’t sleep, not with that baby crying so loud.

you huffed and threw the covers off your body, trudging out of bed. you didn’t even bother changing out of your pajamas—a matching set with a cherry pattern. you threw on some slippers and dragged yourself out of your apartment.

in the hallway, you took a few steps and landed in front of k’s door. you could hear the baby crying even more prominently from out there.

you knocked as softly as you could, wanting him to hear it but not wanting to disrupt the baby even more.

you could hear shuffling from behind the door before the door unlocked, and there appeared a very tired looking k with the crying baby in his arms.

you suddenly felt even worse about storming over there, seeing how he looked even more tired than you.

“gosh, i’m sorry, y/n,” he sighed. “i know you’re probably trying to sleep, she just won’t go down tonight. i don’t know what it is, she just keeps crying.”

“oh,” you said, feeling guilt pang in your chest. “it’s okay. i just came to ask if you needed any help?”

that was not, in fact, why you went over there. however, seeing him look the way he did, you knew he could use another hand.

“i couldn’t ask you to do that,” he responded.

“you don’t have to ask,” you said. “i wanna help.”

you mostly wanted to help so you could get the baby down and finally get some sleep. however, you did want to help k out of the goodness of your heart, knowing he probably needed it but was too stubborn to ask.

he was married, now divorced. his wife left only a few months after the baby was born, unable to handle being a mother. you’d lived next door the entire time and the walls were so thin that you could hear their fights. but then one night, it stopped.

you got closer to k once he and his wife divorced. you brought him coffee sometimes from the coffee shop you worked at or brought him groceries, but you’d never helped him take care of his child.

you were younger than him. you’d never taken care of a child before. he was reaching 30, while you were still in your early twenties.

“okay,” he responded, completely and utterly defeated because of the baby.

he stepped out of the doorway so you could come inside. he led you to the baby’s nursery.

“i’ve been trying for hours,” he explained. “i don’t know what it is and i feel like a horrible dad for not knowing.”

“you’re not a horrible dad,” you told him. “can i see her?”

he carefully handed his child over to you. you held her like you were holding the world’s most fragile piece of china.

“why aren’t you going to sleep?” you asked her in a soft voice, slowly rocking her back and forth against your chest. “i know you’re sleepy.”

k watched you interact with his child. you were so soft and sweet and gentle with her, it made his heart swell. and you were still in your pajamas, your hair slightly messy from your pillow. he thought you were stunning.

he’d always thought you were stunning. from the day you moved in next door and brought him homemade cookies to introduce yourself, he was attracted. he had his wife then, but still allowed himself to acknowledge your beauty.

then, his wife was gone, but you were there and still so frustratingly pretty. but he never acted on it. he was almost positive you wouldn’t be interested in him. he was handsome, yes, but he was a dad and was almost 10 years older than you. you surely could have your choice of any man and he was sure that man wouldn’t be him.

k was so entranced staring at you that he hadn’t even noticed the crying sound died down, and eventually had come to an ultimate stop.

the baby fell asleep in your arms.

you ever so carefully placed her in her crib, and k watched in dismay. you casually snuck past him, leaving the room, and he followed, softly shutting the door behind him.

“how the hell did you do that?” he asked, following you into the kitchen.

“i honestly don’t know,” you admitted. “maybe she just needed a woman’s touch.”

“i don’t even know how to thank you,” he gushed.

“don’t worry about it,” you assured him sweetly. “a good night of sleep is enough for me.”

“me too,” he said. “well, thank you a ton, seriously.”

he walked you back over to the door.

“not a problem,” you responded. “goodnight.”

“goodnight,” he replied.

you walked out and back into your apartment, able to fall asleep as soon as you got back into bed.

-

a few nights later, you’d had a similar day as the one you had before. you’d worked an awful double shift and wanted nothing more than to just sleep and wake up to a better day.

you got into bed and waited. you waited for the torturous sound of that baby wailing to start up, but it never did.

you waited and waited, half waiting for yourself to fall asleep and half waiting for the crying to begin. neither happened.

you were getting more frustrated by the second. first you couldn’t fall asleep because of the sound of the baby crying but now you couldn’t fall asleep because it wasn’t crying? you were going insane, surely.

you sat up in your bed, ready to trudge to the living room to put a show on since it was clear sleep was not coming your way anytime soon.

however, before you could do that, your phone vibrated with a text message alert.

you picked it up, surprised to find it was k texting you at nearly 12 o’clock in the morning.

k - you still awake?

y/n - i am…why is it so quiet over there?

k - baby is with my parents tonight. i thought i’d fall asleep in a minute but it’s so eerily quiet that i can’t.

he was having the same exact problem you were.

y/n - agreed. i was about to go watch tv since i can’t sleep lol

k - i have a better idea

y/n - i’m listening

k - i’ve got an unopened bottle of wine calling our names.

and that was how you ended up at k’s apartment at midnight, once again in your pajamas, splitting a bottle of white wine.

“i still can’t get over how easily you got her to stop crying the other night,” k gushed, his half empty glass in his grasp.

you were both sat on his couch in his living room, close but not close enough that you were touching.

“i don’t know,” you admitted. “she must just like me.”

“yeah, well i don’t blame her,” he replied. your eyebrow raised, but before you could think about what he meant by that, he added, “it’s so weird without her here. i feel like i have all this freedom for the night and yet i’m still here in my apartment.”

“hey, you’re drinking wine with your awesome neighbor,” you said. “that’s something.”

k laughed at that, his arm snaking around the top of the couch. if you took just a few scoots closer to him, his arm would be around you.

“you’re right,” he said. “i’m surprised you came.”

“really? how come?” you wondered.

“i don’t know many people your age that would spend a friday night drinking wine with their almost 30-year-old neighbor,” he explained, taking a small sip of said wine.

“trust me, i’d much rather be here than out at a club or something,” you responded.

“yeah? how come?” he questioned.

“this is just more my vibe,” you shrugged. “plus you’re cooler than i think you give yourself credit for.”

you took a rather large sip of wine, feeling the bitter liquid waterfall down your throat and settle in your stomach. your body felt warm and your head started feeling lighter, the alcohol slowly hitting you.

“oh c’mon,” he laughed. “i’m a single dad who can’t even get my own baby to stop crying. i am not cool.”

“i think you are,” you shrugged, pressing your cheek against the couch cushion.

“well, you’re sweet,” he said.

your cheeks reddened. you pressed your face against the cushion further, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing. he’d barely said anything and yet you were already blushing.

truthfully, you had a crush on k. from the minute you’d first laid eyes on him, you could not believe he was your neighbor. you were disappointed to find out he had a wife, and secretly excited when you found out they were getting a divorce.

you wanted him and you tried your best to make that known, but it’d been months and nothing had ever happened between you two.

“don’t hide,” he laughed softly, scooting ever so slightly closer to you.

you took another sip of the wine, swallowing the rest of it. your body relaxed at the sensation of the alcohol taking over your head. you felt light like you were a speck of dust in the air.

you giggled a little, pressing your hand to your face and feeling your warm cheeks.

“are you hot?” he asked, smiling down at you.

“mhm,” you nodded. “but not as hot as you.”

yeah, you were tipsy. you never would’ve been so bold completely sober.

“oh, am i?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, taken aback by your forwardness.

“yeah,” you answered, scanning his attractive face. you bit your lower lip. “really hot.”

he chuckled, feeling himself blush like he was back in high school again. you were not yourself. you were drunk, and as much as he enjoyed seeing you flirt so shamelessly with him, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. not that night.

“so sweet,” he cooed, “and i can say the same for you.”

“really?” you said. “you think i’m hot?”

“of course,” he responded, staring down at his hand as it inched closer to your thigh. “you’re very, very pretty.”

suddenly, his hand was on your thigh. you looked down at it, how big his hand was, how heavy and warm it felt on your leg. you placed your hand on top of his and looked back up at his face.

the tension between you two was thick. you wanted more of him and he desperately wanted more of you, but he couldn’t. what he was doing then was far enough.

he patted your thigh before removing it all together.

“you’re drunk, honey,” he said.

you pouted slightly at the loss of his hand on you.

“‘m not that drunk,” you slurred.

he laughed, standing up from the couch. he helped you rise to your feet, and you swayed slightly once you were standing.

“i disagree,” he replied. “c’mon, i’ll walk you back.”

you tried to hide the fact that you were sulking as he walked you back to your own apartment. he kept a firm grip on your arm to keep you from stumbling.

you fumbled with the lock and key before getting the door to your apartment open and stepping inside. you and k walked to your bedroom. he lifted the covers for you and helped you slide in.

“comfy?” he asked, tucking you in sweetly.

“mhm,” you hummed, your eyelids suddenly growing heavy. “k?”

“yeah?”

“will you stay until i fall asleep?”

it was a silly request. you were a grown woman and you didn’t need your neighbor to stay with you until you fell asleep, but you wanted him around. his company made you feel safe and warm.

he smiled at your sweet words.

“yeah,” he assured you. “i’ll stay.”

he moved to sit on the other side of your bed, his back propped up against your array of pillows. he didn’t try to touch you or hold you, just simply laid beside you.

with the state you were in, it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. two minutes and you were out like a light.

k stayed for a bit longer, examining your delicate face and the steady rhythm of your chest rising up and down. he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

-

your head was pounding the minute you woke up and you were immediately mortified in remembrance of what you did yesterday.

flirting with your older, recently divorced neighbor? what were you thinking?

half asleep, you grabbed your phone from off your nightstand and located your text messages with him.

y/n - k, i’m so sorry about yesterday

next door, k was already awake, standing in front of the coffee machine and eagerly awaiting for his cup to be brewed. he noticed his phone vibrate and was delighted to find a text message from you.

he was surprised that you were apologizing.

k - good morning. sorry for what?

y/n - the way i acted. i know it was inappropriate so i hope i didn’t make you uncomfortable :(

you were so shy and innocent, k actually thought it was cute: the fact that you were apologizing for simply calling him hot yesterday.

k - you have nothing to apologize for, y/n. it was actually really nice drinking with you. we should do it again sometime.

the contents of his text woke you up slightly. you were surprised he actually wanted to do it again after the way you acted.

you sent him a response telling him you would love that before turning your phone back off and going back to sleep in hopes that your hangover would feel better once you woke up.

-

the flat screen tv in front of you played a romantic comedy, one you weren’t really paying any attention to. you couldn’t, not with k sitting right next to you, close enough that your legs were touching.

his body heat was radiating off of him like a furnace, making your own body warm. his eyes were glued to the screen, you found when you glanced over at him.

feeling your eyes on him, he looked back at you, offering you a sly grin.

it was a few days later since you’d last gone over to his place. this time, you weren’t going to let yourself get so drunk in front of him. you didn’t need to embarrass yourself again.

again, his baby was staying with his parents leaving the apartment all to himself, which made it the perfect night to invite you over for a movie.

“you okay?” he asked.

“yeah,” you affirmed, blushing from being caught looking at him.

he chuckled breathily, suddenly taking the initiative to wrap his arm around you. a part of you had been waiting for him to do so all night.

you felt relaxed as your head rested on his shoulder. he caressed your arm with his thumb, looking back to the screen like what he was doing wasn’t a big deal.

it wasn’t a big deal. all he’d done was put his arm around you, yet you were freaking out internally. just his touch alone was enough to drive you crazy.

it didn’t help that he looked so good that night too. you were used to seeing him in business and formal clothes, but he was dressed comfortable and casually then in gray sweatpants and a hoodie, and he looked amazing. he smelled so good too. you were practically writhing beside him.

he noticed your restlessness, your fidgeting, your occasional glances at him.

“are you tired?” he asked. “we can finish the movie another night if you wanna get some sleep.”

“no, no, i’m not tired,” you assured. “just…”

you trailed off, too embarrassed to tell him you were so distracted and fidgety because of him.

“just what?”

the way he was looking at you didn’t help your case. his gaze made your squirm, crossing your legs and arms over yourself like you were trying to hide from him.

“i-i don’t…”

you were pathetic, truly. you couldn’t even utter out a sentence.

“you’re cute,” k said, chuckling at your state. “is it because i put my arm around you? i can move it if you’d like.”

“no, i like it,” you assured, placing your hand on top of his wrist to keep it where it was. “i like having your hands on me.”

like a switch was flipped, the atmosphere suddenly changed. k’s eyebrow raised slightly, surprised by your entirely sober words.

“oh yeah?” he asked, his grip on your shoulder tightening slightly.

“mhm,” you hummed, feeling your heart start to beat faster.

“where else do you want my hands?” he wondered, a flirtatious tone to his voice. he moved his hand up to the back of your head, feeling your hair. “want them in your hair?”

your squeezed your thighs together with need. his words were making you more aroused by the second.

“no,” you answered.

“no?” he repeated, moving his hand down to your chin. he tilted your head to face him, your faces close. “how about here?”

you gulped, your eyes flickering down to his lips. suddenly, you were overcome with the need to have them on you, to feel them against your own. luckily, k seemed to have the same idea.

he leaned in and connected your lips together in a slow, deep kiss. your jaw fell slack right away, accepting his lips against your own and letting him take the ropes, knowing you would follow.

you found yourself shifting closer to his body, your hand snaking around his neck. you slid your fingers into his dark hair and tugged slightly on the roots, pushing his lips against you harder.

that encouraged him to slide his tongue into your mouth, where you proceeded to rub yours against him, tasting him and exchanging your saliva.

he eventually departed from your lips and trailed down to your neck, where he sucked on your sensitive skin. you gasped, throwing your head back slightly to give him better access.

while he kissed and nibbled on your neck, his hands trailed down your waist, rubbing your sides. his touch felt electric, unlike any other way you’d felt when other guys had touched you before.

k wasn’t like any of the other guys though. he was older and thus more experienced. it was like he knew your body better than you did because every touch he delivered to you felt amazing.

his hand slid under your shirt, caressing your warm bare skin. he trailed up to your bare breast, giving it a soft squeeze.

“fuck,” you whispered when his thumb grazed over your erect nipple.

“this okay?” he asked, glancing up at you.

“yes,” you answered. “please.”

“please what?” he asked, pulling your shirt up so it exposed your tits to him. “what do you need, sweetheart?”

“need you to touch me,” you told him, an underlying tone of desperation in your voice.

“i am touching you,” he responded, tweaking your nipple in between his slim fingers.

“more,” you cried out, jutting your hips up so he would get the idea of where you needed his touch.

he knew, even without you practically shoving it in his face. he could tell you were pent up and was eager to touch your pussy anyway, knowing it was probably absolutely drenched in your arousal.

“okay, baby,” he complied, hooking his fingers into your waistband. “i’ll give you what you want.”

he slid your pants down your legs, leaving you in just a pair of lacy baby blue underwear. he swallowed at the sight, at his beautiful neighbor who was sprawled out half naked on his couch, writhing for him.

“fuck,” he whispered, stroking your smooth inner thighs. “you are fucking beautiful.”

he was truly astonished, taking in your body in such dismay. he couldn’t believe you were all his to play with for the night.

finally, he reached out and rubbed your pussy over your underwear. your arousal was quick to seep through the fabric, making it stick to your pussy and accentuate your clit and folds.

k could feel the heat and wetness radiating through and wanted nothing more to stick his head between your thighs and lick the fabric until you were kicking him away from the overstimulation.

instead, he slid your panties down your legs and spread your knees apart. your pussy was glistening in arousal, begging silently to be played with.

you were slightly embarrassed, truth be told. this was your neighbor, your neighbor who you met while he was still married with a newborn child, and now you were naked on his couch, your pussy shamelessly on display right in front of him.

you turned your head to the side, hoping that if you didn’t watch, it would be less embarrassing for you.

k slid his middle and ring fingers up your slit, gathering the excess amount of arousal and spreading it all over your pussy. he ended up at your clit, rubbing it slowly.

you let out a pathetic moan, eyes rolling back into your head.

“you’re so sensitive,” he commented, sliding his fingers up and down your pussy again. “i’ve barely done anything and you’re soaked. does it really feel that good, baby?”

“yes,” you answered, trying to grind your hips against his fingers for more. “feels so fucking good, k. i need more.”

again, he gave you what you wanted. he slid his two fingers into your needy hole with ease from the built up arousal. you immediately clenched around the long digits, gasping at the intrusion.

“fuck!” you squealed, slapping a hand over your mouth.

k really liked how responsive you were to even his slightest touch. he wasn’t even moving his fingers, letting you adjust to the size of them, and yet you were moaning so prettily and feeling so good already.

“so fuckin’ pretty,” he muttered. “you feel so good around my fingers.”

you clenched around him at the praise. he slowly began moving his fingers inside you, pulling them out slightly and pushing them back in, massaging your walls.

the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of your hole was lewd and loud and humiliating, but by then, you were already too far gone to care. besides, k thought it was just about the hottest thing ever: the noise, your body, your reactions, you.

he brought his thumb up to your clit and rubbed it in little circles while continuing to finger you. you grabbed his wrist, your chest heaving and making you pant like a dog.

“oh my god, k,” you cried out, your thighs starting to shake from how hard he was finger fucking. “i’m close.”

“yeah?” he responded. “you gonna cum all over my fingers?”

“yes!” you exclaimed, your stomach tightening as it started approaching at a record fast pace.

“fuck,” he muttered, feeling his cock twitch in his sweatpants. “be a good girl and cum for me then.”

you complied to his words, the knot in your stomach unraveling. you clenched as his fingers slammed in and out of your pussy, giving you the most out of your orgasm as you could get.

you moaned pathetically, your hips riding his fingers uncontrollably. your toes curled and your eyes rolled and it was by the far the hardest you’d ever cum in your life.

k watched in awe, feeling like he could cum with one stroke of his cock because of how turned on he was by watching you. you were such a grand sight and he couldn’t believe your reaction was all because of him.

he needed more of you.

“let’s go to my room,” he urged, helping you off the couch.

he lead the way down the hall to his bedroom, a room you’d never seen before. he immediately got on the bed and you followed, your lower half bare as you straddled his clothed lap.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and attached his lips back to your lips again. it was sloppier than your first kiss, but the eagerness and lust was evident. you just needed to feel each other and be as close as humanly possible.

he was quick to slide out of his sweatpants, revealing his long and thick cock that you just knew was by far the biggest out of anyone you’d been with. the thought of it being inside you made you gulp.

“you can take it,” he whispered reassuringly. “lay on your back, baby.”

you climbed off of his lap and laid flat on your back like he instructed you to do. he grabbed your thighs in his dominating hands and spread them apart, revealing your pussy. it was visibly wet and ready for him.

“please,” you whispered in desperation while he stared at your cunt.

“what do you want, baby?” he asked, a slight tease in his tone. “want me to fuck you? is that it?”

“yes!” you cried out. “please just fuck me, k.”

“fuck, angel,” he growled, wrapping his hand around his cock. “you make it hard to say no.”

he jerked himself for a moment before aligning his pink tip with your hole. just the contact alone made your body feel like it was electric. you could only imagine how it would feel when he was really inside you.

he found your hand, intertwining your fingers together as he slowly slid his length inside you. you winced, his size way bigger than anything you were used to. yet at the same time, the pain felt good because it was k.

he squeezed your hand once he was all the way inside, your pelvises pressed together.

“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to place a comforting kiss on your forehead.

you looked up at him. his dark hair was falling into his eyes, his cheeks with a rosy hue, and all in all, he looked stunning. you could feel it in your chest that you were falling in love with him.

you reached up, pressing your hand to the back of his neck. you pushed slightly to get him to come back down to your face level and connected your lips together. he smiled against your mouth, kissing you deeply and warmly.

after a few minutes, he started moving. he pulled out about halfway before slowing pushing his cock back inside you. your cunt gripped him so fucking tightly that k felt lightheaded every time he felt his tip hit the back of it.

he had a tight embrace on your waist, keeping you from squirming around as a result of his big intrusion inside of you. it felt incredible to be stuffed full of him and slowly the pain disintegrated into pleasure.

he pulled out and thrusted back in, your walls sucking him in and squeezing around his thick length.

“fuck,” he cursed, tossing his head back to reveal his pretty neck. “relax, angel. you’re so fucking tight when you clench like that.”

“c-can’t help it,” you sputtered, feeling your body move slightly up the bed every time he thrusted. “feels so full.”

“yeah?” he exhaled. “you nice and full of my cock?”

you whimpered, tossing your head to the side as he quickened his pace, ramming into you. the sound of skin slapping against each other and your pussy squelching from the wetness was lewd and loud and embarrassing, yet you felt too good to care.

he was so much more experienced than anyone else you’d been with before, it was obvious. the way he moved his hips and the way his cock would go slow and deep, then hard and rough, keeping you guessing of what he was going to do next. it was exciting to be fucking him after the lust you’d felt for so long.

embarrassing as it was, you already felt yourself getting close.

“k,” you cried out, squeezing his biceps. “‘m close.”

“yeah?” he replied, his cheeks a rosy red from how hard he was fucking you. “you gonna cum around my cock? go ahead, baby. you’ve been so good for me.”

you slapped your hand over your mouth and finally let go, your toes curling. k groaned at the sight and at the feeling of you cumming, his cock twitching inside you.

“fuck, you’re fucking perfect,” he mumbled, leaning down to plant his lips against yours again.

“daddy,” you whimpered out. “feels so good.”

he moaned at the name, feeling his abs clench. you couldn’t get any better than this. you were better and hotter than he ever could’ve imagined you’d be.

he brought his fingers down to rub your clit in little circles, eager to feel you cum for a second time. you gasped, feeling overstimulated and sensitive but you didn’t want him to stop. the moment was too good, so good that you truly never wanted it to stop.

he was fucking you so hard and perfectly, ruthlessly chasing his own orgasm. you just knew you’d be sore in the morning but you didn’t care because you knew it’d just remind you of how good that night was.

“you gonna let me cum inside you?” he asked breathlessly as he slowly felt his high approaching. “gonna let me fill your pretty pussy with all my cum?”

“please!” you nearly sobbed, looking up at him with the prettiest big eyes. “please, daddy. cum inside me.”

“you’re so fuckin’ hot when you call me that,” he practically growled, digging his fingernails into your hips. “gonna fill you so good.”

“please,” you begged pathetically. “i need it.”

k sighed, feeling lightheaded from how tightly your pussy gripped him, how hot and wet it was. just the idea of filling you up to the brim was making him twitch.

“good little cum slut,” he mumbled. “gonna take everything i give you.”

“fuck k,” you cried. “i’m gonna cum again.”

“wait,” he commanded. “cum at the same time as me. can you do that, angel? can you hold it for just a little longer?”

you bit your lip, trying to distract yourself so you didn’t cum too soon. if k told you to do something, you were going to do it.

“okay,” you responded shakily.

“don’t worry, sweetheart,” he cooed. “i’m so close.”

you shut your eyes, relishing in the sensation of his cock absolutely railing in and out of your cunt like a piston.

k stared at your face, admiring your pure beauty. you were even prettier than normal when you were underneath him, on the verge of another orgasm.

just by looking at you, he was about to finish.

“shit,” he groaned. “i’m gonna cum, baby.”

the idea of k filling you up immediately had your stomach clenching. your body heated up like you were on fire and you just knew you couldn’t hold back anymore.

“i’m cumming,” you cried out, eyes rolling back into your head.

k moaned and cursed your name as spurts of his cum filled your pussy. you milked him for all he was worth, insuring that he gave you every single last drop.

he buried his face in your neck, breathing heavily against your skin as he went through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

you felt high. you’d never been fucked so good before, never came three times all in one night.

it took a few minutes, but eventually k pulled out of you. he watched in awe as what was practically a fountain of cum came gushing out of your spent cunt.

“fuck,” he mumbled, watching it spill onto his sheets. “so pretty.”

you watched, dazed and exhausted, as he disappeared to grab a towel and returned shortly after. you were too tired to do anything, so you let him clean you up and get you redressed in some shorts and one of his t-shirts.

he put his pants on and crawled underneath the covers, pulling you into his chest.

“how was that?” he asked, kissing the top of your head.

“i don’t think there are any words to describe to you how good that was,” you remarked.

he chuckled breathily, nodding.

“i agree.”

it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. you were completely comfortable and relaxed around him.

on the other hand, k couldn’t fall asleep for the life of him. all he could do was lay there with you in his safe embrace, thinking about how he was falling deeply for you, his sweet younger neighbor.

[3vergr3en]

hi! I love your work! I noticed you've been a fan of eujoo lately... me too :,) if you have time or are interested, how do you think the andteam members would act when they have a crush? thank you!

❥ How &Team would react to having a crush on you

(🥐) PAIRING . OT9 x fem!reader

(🥞) A/N . ANON. I LOVE YOUUU. and thank you so much for requesting this !! and yesss, byun euijoo has all I've been thinking about (he's so cute that I'm getting pissed off.)

(🍮) ADDITIONAL INFO . everything below is just cutesy filth.

Koga Yudai - K

hes actually quite shy surprisingly.

you'd expect him to be all like, "I like you!!" when he first realized that he thought more of you than just a friend.

but he's actually quite sheepish when it comes to you.

one glance from you has his heart pounding in his chest.

or one 'hi, yudai!' has his knees buckling.

he tries to make himself look and act perfect when being around you, deathly afraid of any mishaps happening bc all he wants is for you to think that he's cool :(

but he's so busy trying to perfect himself, that he fails to do the part where you had to be yourself.

"Yudai. You didn't need to do all of that if you wanted to impress me. You could've just asked me out." You smile fondly, combing back his curtain bands with your hand.

"I messed up my chance, didn't I?"

"Not yet."

Murata Fuma - Fuma

honestly not surprised when realizing.

he loves having you around with him and the guys,

or when you ask him to come over to help with some appliances.

He doesn't mind fixing them bc not only does he get to see you more, but he also doesn't want your place collapsing on you <3

you're independent, funny, and super sweet to anyone around you.

who wouldn't like you?

When he decided to go tell you,

he's SUPER straightforward.

"Y/n, the reason why I asked you to come see me today was because.. I found myself having feelings for you than I would for just a friend."

He knows what he wants, and he acts on it. he hates beating around the bush. (which is so attractive btw)

If he can have you as his now, why would he want to wait any longer?

"Oh! I.. wasn't expecting you to be so straightforward about it. Usually guys would just--"

"Well, I'm not like them." He chuckles, "I'm a man who knows how to treat a woman right."

Don't gotta say anymore, you're already planning a date with him.

(and possibly your guys's future together)

Wang Yixiang - Nicholas

he first realized he had a crush on you when the smallest things you'd usually do for him, start to have more of an effect on him.

like asking him if he had eaten yet, or grabbing an extra umbrella for him when it was going to rain.

YOU thought you were delusional-- no, HE'S delusional.

'she thought about me. omg, she wants me so bad, its embarrassing for her.'

NO. it's embarrassing for YOU, yixiang.

but he doesn't tell you right away, although his ways of showing that are teasing you even more than usual.

"no one wants to see you chowing down that, like calm down, no ones gonna take it from you." He snickers, finding joy in you glaring daggers at him.

"and no one wants to see that ugly face of yours, but hey, unfortunately, we all can't have what we want."

God. He's gonna marry you one day.

One day.

Byun Euijoo - Ej

SOOO shy whenever you walk into the room.

"Hi juju!" You greet happily, a bright smile over taking your face.

"Oh-! Uhm, hi.." He responds, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

HES SO AWKWARD THAT ITS CUTEEEE.

he's terrified that if the guys stopped talking, everyone, especially you, would hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest.

he truly finds you the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on, and unfortunately, Nicholas has to hear all about his fanboy behavior.

"Euijoo, buddy." The older clears his throat as his hand grasps euijoo's shoulder, "If you won't tell her, I will."

"You wouldn't.." Euijoo trails off, a hint of betrayal was clear in his tone.

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized that nicholas may not be joking.

"wait-- no, I-I'll tell her, okay?"

and surprisingly, he did.

you found it adorable btw when he confessed his feelings.

he was fumbling over his words and unintentionally avoided direct eye contact the whole time.

he was just so nervous :((

"juju, you're so cute. you know that, right?"

"ah.. really? thank you then 😊"

Nakakita Yuma - Yuma

honestly, i feel like he would be in denial at first.

BUT NOT IN A BAD WAY.

just more of a, 'what if she doesn't like me back? I don't want to ruin our friendship' type of denial.

So, he tries to suppress them.

How did that turn out?

He barely lasted a couple hours before going out to your place for dinner.

and you greeted him with open arms and a warm smile.

It took him some time to process that newfound feeling.

With the help of responsible fuma and surprisingly taki (I know. but I think that boy has some good advice), he was convinced to tell you how he truly felt.

"You know, make sure you're clear, okay? Don't be vague or ambiguous." Fuma hums, patting the boy's shoulder.

"But like, also be mysterious too! Girls dig that." Taki chimes in.

(okay, perhaps I take that back.)

Asakura Jo - Jo

shy boi #2

he would want to spend more time with you, actually.

I mean yes, he is afraid to confess because he fears rejection.

but like, he cares about you too much to be distant.

so he just accepted it and opted to spend his last few times with you as a friend until you eventually let him off.

but it kept going for longer and longer.

he questioned why. maybe you were just oblivious to his obvious crush on you?

Nope. You weren't oblivious.

You knew right from the get-go that Jo might've felt a different way.

How?

His more frequent visits, asking questions about hypothetically dating a guy who so happens to perfectly fit the description of him.

He's so cute.

Shigeta Harua - Harua

shy boi #3

but he's the most composed out of all the members (besides fuma)

He hides it so well because he makes it look like nothing changed about him.

but even if he doesn't show, he feels it ALL internally.

and poor you, you don't even notice at all.

"Harua! Want to go to this restaurant that just opened recently?"

"Oh,, as in, like a uh.."

"Like in what?" You question, attention focused on your phone that holds the restaurant's website in.

"Ah, nothing. Let's go!" He smiles, watching you slip on your shoes.

I'll tell her one day.

Takayma Riki - Taki

HES SO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS, OML.

hes quite literally like a clingly puppy around you.

"Y/n! Where do you want to go today?" He'd question, eyes wide in anticipation.

"Oh, I was actually planning to stay home and just watch some TV-"

"I'll come accompany you!"

"Thanks.. Taki." You giggle, admiring his devotion to you.

"Should we get matching pj's for our sleepover?" Taki suggests.

"Oh, since when did I say you were sleeping over?"

But when you see that pout, you feel some heart strings being pulled.

"Okay, okay. Fine. Yes, you can stay the night-- but NO matching pajamas.. yet."

"THERE'S A YET?!"

Hirota Maus Riki - Maki

just like K, he tries to play it cool.

But he doesn't go all out like the other.

He's actually hidden it pretty well, just like Harua.

You guys already established a friendship that deals with a lot of skinship.

You guys pretty much act like a couple, just without the title.

It's no surprise that either one of you starts to form a crush.

It's so normal, it just felt right.

But to his surprise, you were the one to confess first--

completely taking him off guard.

"Wait- no! I was going to tell you first!"

"Well, you took too long."

"I was literally going to tell you 10 seconds ago."

"Yeah right."

"..."

"..."

"Want to go get some Ice cream?" Maki suggests, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, duh."

(all of the boys coo how cute you guys are <33)

[liliewrites]

Omg! Omg! Omg! Hiiii!!

*waves the flag aggressively* 🇵🇭🇵🇭🇵🇭🇵🇭

It's nice to see fellow pinoy here! :DD

I hope summer is treating you well! Is it okay if I request a bassist! Arlecchino and photographer! Reader? I feel like they would be such a cute pair, and imagine if they're in uni or high school and the reader is part of the student publication as a photographer journalist and the school has an event and she would just take dozen pics of arle (not in a creepy way) while she's playing for the School band, omg that would be so cute!

HELLOOOOO OMGG KABABAYAN?? HAHAHAH HALLOO:DD but yes i can see the vision hihi this is so cute, u bet i'll b writing this i love high school teenage sapphics they're so stupidly cute uwahjdwas this is giving mitsuki koga x aya oosawa/marceline x pb/himari kino x yori asanagi vibes i keep gushing about it.

-warning/s ; none, just silly girls in love:D also, i'll be using arlecchino's childhood name to make it less fictiony-ish. i hope all of u don't mind:D also peruere is a cute name..

-pairing/s ; arlecchino x fem!reader

(men please dni utc)

you'd never admit it, but you were one of those who had a crush on that popular bassist from the local band at your school, nuit rouge.

peruere snezhevna. even her name rolled off your tongue in such a smooth manner. she was beloved all around campus, especially amongst the women as she had such that cool and handsome appeal to her. she was tall, smart, athletic and a bassist with that apathetic cool guy charm to her like in those silly little shoujo animes-- you'd never admit it, but you were a victim of her charms as well. why? well, obviously because she has more than enough admirers already, she'd never notice you. so you decided to just lay low in the background and admire her secretly.

whenever your friends all gush about said bassist, you try to act as uninterested as possible, like you don't know nothing about her. "per.. per who?" you'd ask while looking at your phone just to make your friends stop talking about her to you. like your silly little crush on her, you'd never admit it (even to yourself), but you felt annoyed to hear other girls talk about her.

however, you were part of the school's journalism club, and your assigned category was photojournalism, making you the campus' designated resident photographer. as duty calls, you were tasked to take photos for the upcoming foundation day event. you had to listen to the writers' requests, as it was your task as well to catch the photos they'll be using for their assigned part in the school paper.

right now, you were with one of the news writers, charlotte, taking photos of her and the said local school band. you can remember your good friend's words before she dragged you here before you could even say a thing, "oh, y/n! y/n! come on hurry! i have to interview nuit rogue before the others do, covering them is my one way ticket to the paper's front page!"

so like the good photographer you are, you silently stood in the back, taking photos (with the band's consent, of course) while they talked with charlotte. it was mostly wriothesley who did the talking though.

as you peaked through your camera's lens, maybe you were crazy- but you thought you saw peruere staring back at you. flustered, you looked away for a little, pretending to take a photo of something else (which you probably looked like an idiot doing so, as everyone knows you're taking photos of the band, why were you pointing your camera at the wall?). when you looked back, peruere was talking now, her gaze back on charlotte.

with a breath of relief, you went back to capturing photos of the said band. the lens of your camera lingering on the bassist a bit too longer than you noticed, but she did.

eventually, the time for them to perform had come, just right after lure and 5WIRL. you had the freedom to roam around the stage to take photos, so you did- as your friend charlotte had urged you to do.

you were currently kneeling in front of the stage to hide your presence a bit, letting your camera do it's thing while they perform. multiple names were being screamed, but you were only focused on one thing-- on peruere on your camera.

"kyaaa! childe! look my way, please!"

"wriothesley!! you're so cool!"

you didn't mind their continuous screaming, you were just in the middle of the audience and the band. of course you'd hear all their fanchants and calling of their names. you continued looking through your camera's lens, focusing on peruere that right moment to capture perfect photos of the band members.

"aaaaaaaa, it's the knave! she's so handsome!"

-- for some reason, your ear started to ring in an annoying way, so you quickly and silently walked away from the crowd.

moments later, charlotte grabbed your camera from you to look at the photos. "oh, y/n.. what would i do without you??" she exclaimed, smiling at the photos in your camera. "these photos are all good.. but why are they mostly focused on that.. the knave girl?" she asked and your eyes widened, oh crap- you forgot to hide the other photos you took of her for.. for educational purposes, of course.

quick, y/n! think of a stupid excuse!

"uhm- well, she's famous.. i just thought it'd be good to capture a few extra shots of her." you lied, which charlotte bought almost immediately, much to your relief. "hm, you have a point! she is quite famous amongst the ladies.. i might make a cover story about her!"

you went home after that day, going through the photos in your camera.. to study how you caught the photos this time, of course. you know.. see how you can improve and all, to see your flaws and mistakes. definitely not to look at the photos of peruere that you took.

anyway, you looked at it, and you couldn't help but feel that silly little pang! pang! in your chest. she looked so.. cool. that serious expression on her face as her fingers plucked the string of her bass, you could remember the scene playing vividly in front of you- sweat dripping down her forehead, with her looking down at the fretboard and back at the audience, before singing a few lines.

"y/n, honey! are you in there? it's time for dinner!"

"crap- mom, don't you know how to knock?! i almost dropped my camera!"

you froze for a second, chest heaving from being startled. it wasn't a lie that you almost dropped your camera.

"my bad, dear. you weren't answering.. so i thought you were asleep."

you sighed, looking at your mom apologetically for shouting at her. you placed down your camera and went with her anyway, joining her and your siblings for dinner.

the next day, oh, archons-

the next day was annoying as hell. charlotte's interview with nuit rogue was on the front page as expected, and the three members were the talk of the town once again. you could hear their names buzzing all throughout campus. one of your friends came running to you, oh great, you immediately knew what would be the first thing that'd come out of their mouth.

"y/n! did you see peruere yesterday? she was so coool! surely, you did! you must think she's so cool now, right??"

called it. you sighed, walking with her with a forced uninterested face. "yeah. i was the photographer, of course i'd get to see their performance. upclose, even." you told her, earning you an envious pout and a hit to the shoulder from your friend. "no fair! ugh, you're so lucky.."

were you even? you just got to see her upclose. not like you were able to talk to her. not like she was able to notice you anyway.

you shrugged your friend's whims away and continued on with your day.

you went through your first few classes just as usual, and now you're currently in the comfort room to wash your hands before eating. minding your own business, you were startled when you heard someone talk behind you.

"excuse me, are you.. are you y/n? the photographer..?"

you look behind you and you felt like your heart would once again jump out of your heart (willingly) at the sight of her, peruere. you slowly nod, not exactly sure if you could spit out words. ".. do you hate me?" she asked, much to your surprise. you almost choked on your own spit, hearing that.

"n-no! no no no, i don't.. why- where did you get the idea??"

you panicked, you were nervous at the thought of her thinking that you disliked her when it was really the opposite and the girl in front of you looked somewhat relieved, but she stared at you with curiosity and worry.. but you convinced yourself you were hallucinating. no way, why would she be worried?? "at the foundation day, you were glaring at me. i was just wondering since then if i've ever offended you." she told you, making you almost choke on your spit the second time, where was she getting these ideas??? "p-peruere, no! i wasn't glaring at you.." you exclaimed, leaning back as she leaned in closer, as if studying your face. you looked away, a bit flustered. "peruere..?" you asked, and she sighed as she leaned back again.

"i'm not buying it. you can't even look at me. please, let me make it up to you."

she held out her hand, holding tickets in front of you. "let's go watch a concert together. my treat."

you felt as if your legs had turned to jelly at her words- your crush was offering you to go watch a concert together?? and you were quick to refuse, embarrassed. "no, no! peruere, it's fine. i'm not ma-"

"no, i insist. i'll see you on saturday. send me your location and i'll come pick you up."

she grabbed your hand, placed the tickets in your palm, closed it and smiled at you. maybe you were crazy- but you felt as if she held your hand for a long, long, stupidly long time (she was).

"i don't like it when i offend people, miss y/n. so let me, okay?"

you were just- just taken aback at this point. you felt like you were dreaming. ".. okay, peruere. i uhm, thank you.." you told her. she nodded at your words in approval. "okay. i'll see you around, miss y/n." she politely excused herself and you just realized that she had just let go of your hand when she left.

now you were in bed. staring at the tickets in your hand.

your crush really asked you to go to a concert with her.

it was hard for you to wrap you lovestruck mind around it, and you started rolling around in your bed and kicking your feet like a madman.

"peruere- she really invited me!"

you exclaimed in your pillow, blushing and squealing. in the midst of your screaming and feet kicking fangirling session. your phone buzzed and you immediately picked it up.

@perrie_knave followed you.

@perrie_knave sent you a message.

your eyes widened and you immediately felt like you were about to explode.

what the hell are you going to reply??

a/n ; u win, anon. i love this concept so much. i'm going to start planning. a oneshot isn't enough to justify this. i need silly little girls falling in love. does anyone want to see a socmed au of this?? oh who cares, i'm doing it anyway.

[multicohn]

summary: k in a private, but not secret relationship

warnings: none

pairing: fem! idol! reader x idol! koga yudai

genre: smau, established relationship

author note: it’s mentioned that yudai is older than y/n, but the age difference is not specified

[ check out the other members versions here ]

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[nerdycafe]

Inuyasha's Adoptive Mother, (Y/N)?

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❝-*-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬-*-•┈┈┈• Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Koga, Ginta, Hakkukau, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Naraku, Kagura, Kanna, Hakudoshi, Kohaku, Izayoi, Toga, Iyame❞

❝𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 -*- ✎﹏﹏﹏ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.❞

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ ͲᎻᎬ ՏͲϴᎡᎽ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

You were relaxing in your home, your feet tucked under your legs as you drank a warm cup of tea, you were deep in thought as you stared on into the distance from within your cozy hut. A fire was going on in the pit with a small cauldron hovering above it, it had about an inch of water within it, the water inside coming to a nice boil. You sighed as you swallowed some of your tea.

The sunset was ever so beautiful as you lost yourself in a trance. You blinked, breaking your trance and you looked over at the cauldron, seeing the water boiling nicely. You hummed, pleased to see the water rolling and bubbling.

You placed your tea down on the circular wooden saucer gently, you then turned to your left and you picked up the saibashi chopsticks, you adjusted them properly in your hand before you picked up an undone dumpling, you gently placed it in the hot water, you had about 4 of them, ready to boil. Once they were all in you placed the lid over the cauldron, allowing them to steam and boil.

Your ears twitched and you looked out into the distance once more, you stared intensely as you could hear a group of footsteps and voices. They all sounded rather young, and they sounded relaxed yet tired. You stood up, dusting off your clothes as you made yourself presentable, but in the middle of your fixing, your eyes wide and your ears perked up, a very familiar yet not forgotten voice sounded out from the crowd that was approaching your home.

You looked out into the distance, your eyes gleaming in hope as you waited for the figures to curve up from the hill. You waited with clenched hands over your fast heart, as the group walked up the hill, you could make out a large animal, and two figures walking next to it along with a small child-like figure.

Your eyes widen and they shined with unshed tears as you made out the familiar red clothing and silver hair. You ran out from the hut, your eyes trained on the young man as you ran towards the group. The small child noticed you approaching and he alerted the others.

They all looked at you with curious stares, and your arms opened wide once you got closer. “INUYASHA!!” You cried out in joy as you wrapped your arms around his chest, your arms went under his and your fingers latched onto his red suikan. Your face pressed into his chest and shoulder, and your tears stained his top, but he didn’t seem to care as he wrapped his arms around you tightly in return.

You could feel how much he had grown, it felt almost like a dream how strong he felt, he was nothing but a young teen the last time you hugged him like this, he wanted to go out and venture off on his own, and you gave him a hug as a final goodbye, telling him that he can always come home for a hot meal and a warm and ready bed.

“Oh, Inuyasha, I missed you so much, there wasn’t a day that went by that I never thought about you. I’ve been so worried, but I know that you’re strong.” You said, your voice wavering as you tried not to sob. He held you tighter. “I know, but you ain’t got to worry…. I’m sorry…. I should’ve checked in on you.” He said, his voice was still the same, just with a bit more base and a natural growl to it. It almost made you want to cry, realizing how much of his life has gone by.

You shook your head, as you pulled back from him, your eyes shined full of motherly love as you stared up at him. “You’ve no need for an apology, you were trying to find your place in the world, so I understand why you left.” You said, your voice full of understanding. His yellow eyes bounced back and forth between yours, he may be grown, but he still held that same love and respect for you. It took you back to his younger days when he was just a child, his eyes haven’t changed. He was still your baby boy.

You blinked and you stared up at them with a baffling look, he blinked in confusion at your stare. “W-what?” He asked as he stared down at you. You stepped up on your tip-toes, your hands gently caressing his cheeks. He stared down at you with a dazed look, but he didn’t stop you. You suddenly pinched his cheeks and you pulled on them. “OW! OWW! STOP THAT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” He shouted in pain as he gently yet firmly grabbed your wrists as he tried to pry your hands off. You pulled his cheeks apart in different directions before you let them go and you gave both of his cheeks a good smack.

He stepped back some as he rubbed his cheek with one of his hands as he gave you a half-hearted glare. “What the heck was that for?” He asked, his voice held irritation. You gave a pleased smile before you placed your hands on your hips before you nodded in satisfaction. “Mmhmm, there we go!! I missed those rosy cheeks of yours!!” You said, he blinked in confusion. “Rosy?” He asked.

You nodded. The small child you had seen before questioned aloud. “Inuyasha had rosy cheeks?” He asked, his little voice made your heart clench from how cute he sounded, you looked over at him, he was sitting in the young girl's arms, and he was nested in her arms as she cradled him. His bright green eyes made you nearly squeal at how cute he was. His big blue bow in his ginger hair was just too cute. His sharp ears and little fangs indicated that he was a demon child, but you already knew that from his scent. You smiled at him, nodding at his question.

“That’s right when he was younger, he had the cutest rosy cheeks!! They were always either pink or shy of red, I just couldn’t bare to see him without them any longer!!” You explained as you gushed at the memory. He growled from behind you as you retold the memories of his cheeks that he himself must’ve forgotten. The small boy stared up at you before he gave a smug smirk over at Inuyasha. “I never knew that Inuyasha had girly cheeks.” He said in a teasing voice.

Inuyasha glared over at him. “WHAT YOU SAY!?” He shouted as he stomped but made no advance towards him. The girl holding him stared at Inuyasha with an observatory stare. “You know, it is kind of cute.” She said, he stepped back at her comment. “W-WHAT!?” He called out, the woman on the large feline also gave him the same stare. “I agree with, Kagome, it surprisingly fits you.” She said, Inuyasha stared at her with a look of disbelief. The Monk behind her nodded his head in agreement. “It suits your human qualities.” He said.

Inuyasha grumbled as he turned away from the group, he pulled his sleeve down over his hand as he scrubbed at his cheeks, trying to get rid of the redness, unknowingly making it redder. You chuckled at his actions, as you rubbed his back soothingly. You continued rubbing his back as you looked back over at the group, finally taking them in. They all stared at your action with a questioning stare.

You eyed their clothing, they all seemed normal, aside from the girl holding the boy. She wore a small green cloth, and long white socks with large leather covering over her feet. She wore a long white sleeve piece of fitted clothing with a green pattern on it, and a red cloth tied around her neck.

Your nose twitched as you blinked. “You’re not from around here, are you?” You asked aloud, they all looked over at you, and the girl blinked before she gave you a slightly nervous smile. “Umm, yeah, you’re not wrong.” She said. You smiled at her, you could tell that she was young, your motherly instinct blooming to life. “No need to be nervous dear, I don’t bite.”

You gently said as you tried to calm her, it seemed to work, the warmth in your eyes matched your smile and she seemed to relax. You chuckled, your eyes closing as you looked back at Inuyasha who still had his back toward everyone. “Inuyasha, won’t you invite your friends inside? I was just about to make some steamed dumplings.” You suggested. His ears slightly twitched and he stood up straighter.

You gave a sly smile his way. “I was also about to make some sashimi, with some steamed dumplings and rice.” You said as you turned towards the hut. He turned towards you, his eyes slightly widen. “Sashimi?” He asked, you held in your giggle at his cuteness that he never seemed to lose. “Sashimi.” You confirmed. He stood there a little longer before he looked at his small group. “Well, you guys heard her, get inside.” He said. You shook your head at his rudeness, but he’s always been this way.

You walked on towards the hut, as you listened to the lot of them bicker amongst themselves…

The sun has fully vanished, and with her, she took her bright light, and in her stead, the moon and all her followers appeared. The straw curtain to your hut was drawn, closing the doorway to the hut, shielding your privacy from the world. The rice was being cooked over the flames in the cauldron, you made more steamed dumplings and sashimi.

You were steering the rice in the cauldron gently, so as to not make the rice mushy. Inuyasha, Miroku, and Shippo were all sitting by the door of the hut, while You, Kagome, and Sango were all helping to prepare the meal. When they all first entered, they all introduced themselves to you. You were surprised that they have yet to ask whom you were to Inuyasha, but they could tell that you were very important.

Once the majority of the food was done, both Kagome and Sango sat down with you around the fire, as they quietly conversed with you, while you steered the rice. “So, if it isn’t rude of me to ask, who are you to Inuyasha?” Sango asked. Everyone looked over at you, curious eyes stared at you as they all waited patiently for you to answer. You’ve been waiting for this question, and you gently placed the wooden spoon down on the setting stone to keep the water from molding your tatami floors.

“I don’t mind at all, in fact, I’m shocked that Inuyasha hasn’t yet spoken of me.” You said, your voice even while a motherly warmth spread from you. Kagme stared at you for a moment, before she gasped as if she placed together a long-awaited thought together. You smiled at her as a knowing gleam came into your eyes. “My name is (Y/N), and I am Inuyasha’s adoptive mother.” You explained as you bowed in a proper greeting.

They all stared at you in shock before they all looked over at Inuyasha who had his eyes closed, his sword cradled in his arms, but his ears twitched to show that he was listening. They all looked back over at you. “YOU’RE HIS WHAT!?” They all shouted. You sat back up before you gave them all a small giggle.

[itsbubbleteataro]

Petal in the Wind pt 3

Koga x reader warnings:

It had been some time since you joined Inuyasha and his crew as your injuries healed. The healthier you became, the more the group was ambient that you knew how to at least fend off minor demons if it ever occurred.

Recently, Songo had asked if the group could go to the remains of her village once more, as she wanted to do a few repairs. Agreeing, the group went. You were able to walk for much longer now, needing less aid, but still rode on the back of Kirara when needed.

The group arrived at the broken down wooden walls of the village. You paid your respects to the villagers with the others. Kagome and Inuyasha went to the cave where Midoriko's tomb laid, paying respects and learning more about the scared jewel. Shippio and Miruko went ahead, seeing if they missed anything from their last visit, as Songo stayed in the workshop, working on something she insisted be kept a secret, leaving you to rest in the shell of a home.

Staring up at the sky painted with clouds and shades of yellow and red, your mind wondered. Why was Koga the last thing you saw before falling asleep? Did the wolf demon you knew so little about effect you that much? Was he worried about you? He always seemed so close in times of danger. It was like he was always watching over you, making sure you were okay. You smiled to yourself as the sun dipped lower. Koga cared for you, that much was clear as day. It made your heart feel light and warm, in a different way then being around Shippo, Kagome, Songo, Inuyasha and Miruko. It was, a rather nice feeling.

The door opened and shut, the room got warm as a small fire was lit in the kamado. Sitting up, you looked over to Kagome, who was unrolling her sleeping bag.

"Oh I didn't wake you up, did I?" Kagome asked, a hint of worry crossing her features.

"No Kagome, you did not. I was-" You paused, unsure if you wanted to talk about your feelings about Koga just yet, even if it was with someone who would understand what it was like to love a demon. Love, was what you were feeling even considered love? "I was stargazing" You quickly said, not wanting to worry her further.

She nodded, and finished setting up her sleeping bag as Songo walked in, with Shippo in Miruko's hands. Shippo had fallen asleep so Miruko carried him. Songo too the sleeping fox demon child from him, before shooing him away before he could even get a word in. All that was heard from the other side of the door as an audible sigh.

"Where are the guys sleeping?" You asked, a bit worried as you did not want them to be cold tonight.

"In a home not to far from here. Apparently Miruko is going to try to convince Inuyasha to help him rebuild some homes around here." Songo had a sort of reminiscent look in her eyes, one twinged with care and sadness, as if she had more to say but was holding back.

"Ah, well I hope he can convince Inuyasha, was Shippo helping? He's not usually asleep this early"

"All I know is that he was with Miruko, so I would assume yes."

The three of you smiled softly at the fox demon child, knowing he would grow up to be a good man thanks to everyone's combined parenting. Kagome got into her sleeping bag, holding Shippo so the two would stay warm. Songo laid next to you, pulling a few blankets over the both of you. Everyone said their goodnights, before drifting off to sleep.

Well, everyone but you, your mind was far to busy wondering for it to settle down.

Between realizing you liked Koga in a romantic way, despite only seeing him a handful of times was hard. Thinking of the reality that he may not even like you back, and that he is just following the group to keep an eye on Kagome drove you mad.

Kagome was a dear friend of yours, her kind soul touching yours and pushing you to make better and better decisions each and every day. Of course Koga likes her, its why he wants her to be his wife. It was enough to drive you to tears.

Just the thought of that alone was gut wrenching, but then the thought of what other less opened minded humans would say, do or think? Silent tears blurred the beautiful night sky you were looking up at. Stars blurring together, till all that could be seen was an inky black swirl caused by your tears.

It stung, it hurt. But the feeling stayed, and you weren't sure if that was a good or bad thing. Soon, the inky black night sky, turned into sleep.

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Outside the village, staying just far enough away where he could catch your sent on the wind, Koga was also looking up at the night sky, dealing with his own thoughts.

Did he even love Kagome, or did he just want her for her ablity to see Jewel shards? Was it all just so he could get more power? What was the reason. Why was he always looking for your sent more then her's? Did he like you? But you are just a human, unable to find jewel shards, just a normal human from a village.

His mind did eventually give to an uneasy sleep.

[the--rebel--fae]

The Stars Made It So Midorima Shintaro x F! Reader

A/n: Hey everyone, I know I still have a few requests I need to get to and the Hazbin Hotel story, but to get the creativity flowing I thought a few one shots would be a good idea! So I hope yall enjoy it!

A soft tune fluttered through the Shintaro household as a young woman moved about in the kitchen, working on what appeared to be a pasta dish of some sort. You continued to hum the tune as you moved about stirring the pot every so often and readying other ingredients as needed.

Then, before you could continue onto the next steps of the meal, your focus was broken by a soft tug of your pant leg. Looking down, a soft smile graced your features as you stared into the adorable features of your young ten-year-old daughter, Shina.

“Hey sweetie, do you need something? Dinner will be ready soon.”

She just shook her head, making her shoulder-length forest green locks swish back and forth. Her big (E/c) eyes looked up at you with a soft determination. “I wanna ask you something about you and Daddy. Daddy won’t give me a straight answer because he’s a—” she paused for a minute, trying to figure out the right word. “Tsun-Tsun!” She said with a pout.

You tried to suppress the giggle that found its way to your lips. You should probably tell her not to repeat the things you call Midorima, but it was too darn adorable hearing that phrase from her lips. “What do you want to ask that Daddy won’t answer for you?”

Shina let out a sigh. “Well, I have to write a report on my parents for school, so I wanted to find out how you and Daddy started dating. But when I asked him, all he said was ‘The stars made it so.’” She said, mocking how Midorima talked.

This time, you let the laugh loose. Well, he wasn’t entirely wrong. Stars did have a hand in it, but not how Shina thought. Taking Shina by the hand, you led her over to a nearby love seat. “Well, your father wasn’t entirely wrong. Stars did have a hand in it in a way.”

Shina gave a confused noise and looked down at her hands in her lap. “What do you mean, Momma?”

“Well, it all started back when your father and I were in high school. I was the manager of the school his basketball team competed against—Seirin, so we came across each other quite a bit.”

***

“(Y/n)! Watch out!” You heard Teppei yell out. But it was too late you looked up from your manager's clipboard and out towards the court…only to be greeted with a basketball to the face.

Letting out a very unladylike grunt as you pushed yourself back up from the bench. “Alright, that ball had better be a stray ball from my team and not from a certain over certain and uptight broccoli head. Or there will be hell to pay.” You growled out efficiently, scaring Koga and the others on the bench with you.

“Tch. What have I told you? If you do not carry the lucky item for---” the source of your annoyance paused. “ what was your star sign again?"

You grumbled your reply.

"Ah, yes. You are bound to have bad day after bad day. And be practically a magnetic force for stray basketballs.”

Riko handed you an ice pack, and you took it gratefully. Then, with a bit of effort, you stood from the bench and stomped over to your sole source of irritation and the plague of your thoughts ever since Seiren’s first game up against Shotoku—Midorima Shintaro. The boy with an amazing amount of OCD, a penchant for relying on the “stars” for his good fortune, and as much as you hated to admit a phenomenal ability to shoot from literally anywhere and make it in almost every time.

“A magnet? Really? Well, this wouldn’t happen if you and your guys would be more careful while playing! And—” you threw a glance at Kagami. “If someone was more aware of his own surroundings too.”

“Hey!”

Midorima merely sighed and went over to Shotoku’s bench and retrieved what looked like a small, gold, and blue circular box. Then, after pushing up his glasses like he always does, he handed it to you. You took it in your hands, but as you looked up at him not only in confusion but to ask Midorima what this object was, you noticed something very interesting on the greenette’s face.

Was…that….

A blush?

Was the Generation of Miracle's top shooter blushing? Just by giving a box?

“Well, are you going to see what it is or just keep staring at it? There is only so much time in a time out, and you are wasting it.”

Tch. He never changes, does he? You opened the box, and inside it, was a small yet rather cute astrodome. One of those light dome things, that when the lights are off in a room, you turn that thing on, and it shows you all of the stars in the night sky.

“But Midorima why—”

“It is simply your lucky item. Maybe with this, you will no longer be as clumsy as you are or a magnet for basketballs.”

Your lip curled up slightly. “I really don’t know whether or not to take that as a compliment or an insult, but thank you, Midorima.”

He shook his head and waved you off. “I merely wanted to offer a meager gift, is all. Something for helping me find my lucky item back when we first met.”

You smiled softly. Heh, yea, that was before I knew what an infuriating broccoli head you are. You thought. But, he does have a few good characteristics, and if you were, to be honest—handsome as well. Not that you would ever say that to his face.

“And he wanted to try to find an excuse to try to ask you out too (Y/n)- Chan! But since he probably would chicken out, I’m here to give him a shove. So, you can say that basketball to the face was kinda my fault, sorry.” Takao said with a snicker.

You felt your cheeks warm, and you immediately met Shintaro’s eyes with the same look of shock, although you were pretty sure he was redder than you at that moment. “Uhm, is this true Shintaro?”

Apparently, the use of his first name throws him off even more, but regardless, he let out an irritated huff and adjusted his glasses. “No use in hiding it, I suppose. Yes, the blundering idiot—”

“Hey!”

“—Is correct. I did and do intend to ask if you would like to accompany me to dinner. Perhaps tonight after the game?”

You let out a giggle and nod. “Who would have known that you were so irritating because you liked me all this time. You really are a Tsundere. But yes Shintaro I’d love to go out with you.”

***

Shina smiled and giggled. “So, I guess Daddy was right after all.”

“I usually am.”

Your head whipped towards the staircase to see your lovely Tsundere husband leaning against the railing with a small smile on his face. “Have you been here the whole time hun?”

Shintaro pushed off of the railing and walked over to the two of you. “I came down just as you were to the part where you were telling our child that I was a Tsundere and had to use Takao to ask you out.” He said with a small chuckle.

“Eh heh. Well, he did help you out in a way.”

“I suppose. But if we have to get down to the bare bones of it. I believe it was—”

“Predestined that we ended up together. I know, love.” You finished for him and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“Eww. Momma!” Shina complained.

You and Shintaro just giggled at your daughter’s antics.

Predestined or not, you guess you and Shintaro truly did end up dating because the “Stars made it so.”

A/n: How'd you guys like that? I love Kuroko no Basket it's such a good anime and so underrated. If any of yall have any requests I'm more than happy to hear them and write them! Or if you want your own personal fully fleshed out fan fiction I have an etsy shop where you can buy longer stories and stories of all kinds! Just click the link below!

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Second Choice, Second Chance

Inuyasha X Priestess! Reader

So in this I'm exaggerating Kagome's behavior in this, I do ship Kagome with Inuyasha. Occasionally with Koga, but mostly because I find Ayame somewhat annoying personally. I could rant about it but for the Ayame fans I'm not going to, like I don't hate her but I did want to see her humbled a bit so that she'd pull back her obsessive behavior just a bit.

(Y/n) sighed as she walked with the group of misfits she called friends, the 18-year-old had been a reincarnation similar to Kagome. Only (Y/n) was a healer, and rather than a well she had fallen through the floor of an old shrine high up in the mountain. The bicolor haired girl had hated her life in her era, her life having been less than ideal. With her hair being 2 colors, (H/C1) on the left and (H/C2) on the right. It often drew unwanted attention, what made it worse was her dual-colored eyes. (E/C1) on the left and (E/C2) on the right. She had always been teased by the younger generation and out casted, the older generation treated he as if she was ill or a demon. So, she had ran away at the age of 16, the dual toned girl going high into the mountains when a storm hit. She took shelter in a shrine but fell through a large hole, even if she wanted to go back through the shrine she couldn't as the one in the feudal era had been destroyed by Naraku.

She has passed through the well before to go get Kagome, and she was able to do so through the sheer power of her soul unlike Kagome who needed at least a shard of the jewel. But she usually preferred staying behind with Inuyasha and the others, she had gotten the garb of a priestess from a priestess in the village at the base of the mountain when she came stumbling down bruised and dirty from the fall and the subsequent wandering around the mountainside the shrine had been on, on day one of being there. Deciding that she wanted to try and at least blend in a little, plus the outfit was rather comfortable. She had spent a lot of time with Inuyasha as of late, he and Kagome had been fighting a lot recently and most of her anger was unreasonable in (Y/n)'s eyes. She and the half demon had grown close, both able to understand each other's pain. (Y/n) also understood how fresh his grief and heart break was, in his mind it had only been at most a few months since he was "betrayed". He had truly loved Kikyo, the pain of their fight worsened by learning the truth behind that day and Kikyo's resurrection. Kagome's pressure only making things worse for Inuyasha, it was as if the girl thought they had an unspoken relationship.

When the group finally made it to Kaede's village, she watched Kagome ride with Sango and Miroku on Kirara's back towards the well. Leaving her to walk with Inuyasha to Kaede's hut. "Hey (Y/n), come with me." Inuyasha began walking towards the woods, the girl quietly following as she figured he wanted to talk about his fight with Kagome. She always had to try and explain things to him, what made it hard was a lot of Kagome's actions could be immature and hard to rationalize to the male. So, after the attempt to explain things is made the two usually said screw it and just had a drink, it being the feudal era no one cared as she was considered plenty old enough.

So, the girl had no problem dipping into the barrel, Inuyasha didn't care one way or the other. They got to their usual spot by the river, Inuyasha moving a rock to reveal a small barrel of sake and 2 cups hidden beneath it in a hole. She could tell by the look on his face that he was in deep thought, so she remained silent and went to her place by the river. It was a large smooth rock, where she would be able to dangle her feet over the edge and her toes would barely touch the water. Not being a true priestess, she was not bound by their rules, really it was just a guise she used. Her abilities were similar to that of a priestess, so it was really the best option to keep people from questioning her.

She lowered her feet into the water, closing her eyes and listening as Inuyasha moved beside her and set the small barrel between them. "So, what did you want to talk about?" She spoke softly and dipped her small sake glass into the barrel, Inuyasha had stayed quiet as he slowly sipped down his glass. "Kagome has just been driving me crazy, I'm starting to think her looking like Kikyo may have been the only thing that truly brought me to her. I was still grieving for Kikyo, and Kagome was someone I had to be around because she broke the sacred jewel, and she could sense it... I think I only loved her out of necessity and heartache, but now that everything's over though..."

He stared deeply at the water, (Y/n) quietly listening to him as she nodded. "It's understandable, somethings aren't meant to be. I mean you two aren't even actually together, you've just done this weird crap since the beginning." She sipped her drink as Inuyasha nodded, sipping at his own before he looked at her. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen you take an interest in anyone since you joined us." Now that made her cheeks heat up, she was quick to down her drink and refill. "There was one guy, but he never once looked at me the way I did him... But he has girl troubles of his own even without me." She hadn't been lying, she had always had an interest in him but between Kikyo and Kagome she never felt there would be room for her in his heart. She knew a part of him at least cared deeply for Kagome, after all she had helped him move on from Kikyo and helped to soften his rough personality.

"I see... It must be painful loving someone who doesn't return it... At first when Kikyo was resurrected, she hated me, it tore me up cause I loved her so much. I guess that's why your smile hasn't been the same for a while... Right?" His words took her by surprise, she never realized anyone had noticed. (Y/n) hadn't been herself for a while, she hated watching Inuyasha and Kagome fight only for him to seek her out for comfort and return to Kagome the moment she was willing to let him back in. With a sigh she chugged down her drink, her cheeks now red from alcohol rather than embarrassment. "Yeah... I just... I love him a lot but... I'm not even sure if I'm really his friend or someone he uses to soothe himself when he's hurt... " Her chest tightened as her eyes welled with tears, she could feel his golden orbs locked on her form.

"Is it Koga!? Just say the word and kill that mangey flea bag!" She was shocked by his words, her small hands wiping her tears away as she shook her head. "No but it's fine, it doesn't matter I'l-" Her sentence was cut short as Inuyasha pinned her down, hands on either side of her head. His claws dug into the dirt as he stared down at her in an intense gaze, anger on his features. "Don't you dare say that! It does matter! He's hurting you and I won't let that happen! I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, you hear me!?" His reddened face was inches from hers, the temptation was so overwhelming that before she knew it her lips were attached to his. He was quick to return the kiss, he was harsh and feverish. The kiss deepening as little fingers tangled in snow white hair, when the kiss broke, they were left breathless, and the half demon rested his forehead against hers.

"I love you (Y/n), for so long I tried to learn to love Kagome, but it always felt like I was with her cause I had to be... But then you came a long and I couldn't help but to love you from the start. That's why it matters, because you matter." The girl felt her heart swell as she kissed him once more, neither noticing the schoolgirl quietly walking away from the scene.