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earthtooz · 2 years ago

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BABE I HAD AN IDEA- Reo Mikage ANGST where he calls reader a gold digging whore in the middle of an argument, ultimately affirming all of her insecurities so he has to figure out a way to show that he didn't mean it and that he's sorry without using his disgustingly abundant wealth 💔 anyways ilysm hope you take care of yourself

NO YOU ARE LITERALLY DISGUSTING FOR THIS (affectionate) YOUR MIND >>> YOU ARE SOOOOO RIGHT. SHUT UP THIS WILL LITERALLY BE THE MOST SCRUMPTIOUS FIC EVER BECAUSE I AM LITERALLY ABOUT TO PUT MY WHOLE EARTHUSSY INTO INCORPORATING THIS IDEA SOMEWHERE !!! BUT FOR NOW, TAKE THIS SNIPPET I WHIPPED UP IN ONE SITTING.

girl feel free to come back into my inbox WHENEVER and giving me your juicy ideas bc holy shit i loved this.

CW: HURT/COMFORT - A LOT OF BOTH, SWEARING, UNEDITED - I WAS GOING THRU IT WHILST WRITING THIS DON'T LOOK AT ME!

IMAGINE THIS: it's been a rough night for both you and reo, he's been through a lot in the past weeks because his dad just had to during the middle of soccer season to lecture reo about how to run a big business. the transition process is beginning to happen since father mikage is about to retire and although your purple-haired boyfriend has been preparing for this his whole life, having gone to business school part-time and graduating with honours, there's still a little part of him that feels weary from all the responsibilities.

all this accumulated stress needs to have an outlet eventually, right? welp, you just happened to be there at the right (wrong) time. you were simply delivering a platter of apples to your boyfriend who had his head in his hands, hunched over an endless pile of paperwork that was beginning to irk him with each passing second. countless images of him shredding up the paper flowed into his mind, a fury that manifested into his reality, except the paper was you D,:

one thing evolved into another, reo's endless stream of venomous words didn't stop flowing out of him as he spat poison after poison, burning you with the intensity of it all.

"you're so overbearing, can't you see that i'm fine? unlike you i can handle myself when things get hard," he spits, eyeing you with fury in his eyes, one that makes you gulp thickly.

"reo-"

-but you wouldn't know the first thing about fighting for what you want right, you fucking gold-digger."

that stops you in your tracks, silences you effortlessly, causing you to let your hands drop limply back to your sides as you stare at your boyfriend blankly. you're sinking into an abyss of hurt and insecurity, it's getting harder to breathe because of the way your chest swells with anger.

reo only continues, not noticing the way you physically and emotionally drop. "even if you don't give me attention for one second of the day, i won't forget you exist, so stop being so clingy and unnecessary! my money isn't going anywhere either, you don't need to occupy majority of my day so leave me alone. go shop online or something."

that was it. was that all reo perceived you to be? a dent in his money, the expenses of his bank account?

"fine. goodbye," you simply mutter before slipping through his office door, out in the hallway.

"don't bother me whilst i'm in here," he says with finality, one last declaration before you shut the door behind you.

the luxurious walls of reo's penthouse look down at you mockingly, the spacious area caging you in, chanting 'gold-digger' over and over again until it's all you hear.

staying here feels wrong.

so, you grab your purse and leave, as quietly as possible. slipping down to the garage where your (second hand) car was parked, you start the engine up and begin reversing out of the parking lot.

you begin to reflect on your relationship with reo. you love him, you really do, you love him because he's reo, the man who was always capable of making you smile, laugh, and make you feel like you were on top of the world. his money and fame was an added bonus that you truly didn't care much about.

but ever since dating him, you've had your own insecurities that have been forced on you by other people. there were crowds calling you a 'gold digger' who was only with reo 'for the money', and although you were sure of yourself and your intentions, your armour breaks down sometimes.

what reo said tonight was the final jab that allowed it to fully disintegrate.

you had a stable job of your own and finances to your own name, money wasn't something you avidly chased, sure having a few zeroes in your bank account was nice but that was all you really needed. as long as you could buy necessities and spoil yourself, it was satisfactory, and you could provide that for yourself!

reo loved to spoil you, showering you in luxurious gifts that you never knew how to accept. it would take a great deal of convincing for you to take what he bought you, and when you promised him to stop buying them for you, he agreed before buying you more material stuff.

as you pull up to the parking lot of the apartment complex that you resided in, you get into the elevator with a heavy heart, pressing the button to your floor with a lot of emotions.

the ride is silent. everything is so silent.

your apartment is even more silent. it's unused, slightly barren. your furniture was still there, except some dust had gathered on the tables and cabinets from how long you've neglected it.

the only reason you were able to keep your apartment was because you had no expenses outflowing since reo took care of almost everything. anything you needed, he bought it, groceries, bills, whatever, were charged on his card. for a period of time, your bank account merely grew and never decreased.

and since you hadn't been here for a while, electricity and water bills never bothered you too much.

you flop onto your made bed with a sigh. it wasn't as soft as reo's but you didn't find it in you to care, you just needed some well-deserved shut eye.

well, 'shut eye' occurred for merely an hour before your phone started vibrating violently.

with a groan, you shove your face back into your pillows before blindly reaching for your phone.

you already knew who it would be without looking at the caller id. of course reo would be looking for you, noting your obvious absence in his penthouse.

"hello?" you mutter.

"y/n? where the hell are you?" comes reo's frantic voice from the other line. he sounds genuinely concerned.

"doesn't matter."

"i'm sorry for everything i said. please, come back."

"reo, i'm tired, i can't do this with you right now."

"i'm sorry, i'm really really sorry."

"i don't want to hear this right now."

"i love you."

you sigh and you're sure reo can hear it on his end. unsure of how to respond, you just hang up on him before throwing your phone away. normally, you would feel bad about the way you left him, but that wasn't the case this time. you just needed to sleep on this.

but, it was reo you were talking about, and the last thing he was going to let you do was sleep without him.

at 1:24am, there's a series of ferocious knocks on your door, followed by screams of your name.

oh my god it was so embarrassing, you literally shoot out of bed as soon as you register what was happening and dash for your door. you don't want to disturb your neighbours' sleep and let them hear that the pathetic grovelling of your boyfriend. the entire hallway could hear reo and his shouting.

you open the door, pull him in, and slam it shut behind you again, leaving the purple-haired to stare at you with a bewildered expression.

"what are you doing here?" you hiss.

he looks at you the same way a puppy does when its owner kicked it out of the house.

you should've known that merely telling reo 'i don't want to hear this right now' would not be enough to pacify his determination and the fact that you hung up on him only intensified his pettiness. the purple-haired always sought you out, pulling himself into your orbit like a magnet. where you went, reo followed, even if it was to the ends of the world.

he had the money to do whatever he wanted, you suppose.

"i wanted to make sure you were safe," he pouts. "i didn't know whether you'd be here or not."

"well, i'm safe, and i'm here. so."

"i can see that," he leans against the back of your couch. reo looks so out of place in your small apartment, awkwardly playing with his hands. "so... should we go to bed?"

the audacity. "what do you mean 'we'? go back home, reo, i'll see you some other time."

as you turn around to go back to your bedroom, reo's quick enough to round around you, blocking you from the hallway with his larger figure.

"but you are my home. please, i'm really sorry about what i said, i didn't mean it," he pleads, grabbing your face so you could look him square in the eye.

you step out of his grasp easily, shaking him off. if you were in your right mind, you would've seen the look of heartbreak on reo's face.

"sure, if you didn't mean it then you wouldn't have said it in the first place, mikage."

you swerve around him to reach your bedroom and he follows you the entire time, trailing behind you, desperate for an ounce of your attention.

"i know i fucked up, but i didn't mean to hurt you and project my frustrations like that onto you when you were just trying to care for me." you sit down on your bed with a sigh and reo takes a seat beside you. "you know i love you right? like, a lot."

that's right. if there's one thing about reo it's that he loves you to an endless degree.

"thank you for always caring for me. i know you don't do it because you're after my money or fame, but because you want to ensure that i'm healthy and not rotting in all that i have to do," his voice cracks. is he beginning to cry. "i don't know what i'd do without you."

you let a beat of silence pass by before dropping your walls. he was always going to smash through them no matter what.

"i've always felt insecure in our relationship," you confess, no louder than an exhale and if reo wasn't holding on to every action of yours, he wouldn't have heard you. "being called a gold digger became normal when i started dating you and i didn't really care. well- i tried not to care."

you continue. "i don't want to let these comments get to me, but then you said it and... i don't know, it just felt horrible."

you feel an arm sneak under your leg, and another hand come to your elbow, both of which simultaneously pull you to straddle reo's lap. you don't look him in the eye- something he frowns at.

"i love you for you. you're the best i'll ever have, reo, but sometimes i-"

"-please don't finish that sentence," he murmurs, breath fanning against your face.

you meet his gaze. he's crying freely. tears are running down his cheeks like streams and you instinctively bring use your thumbs to catch the drops. you hate it when he cries.

"i don't want it to be anyone else but you," confesses the purple-haired. "i hate it when we're separated, i can't stay away from you too long or i think i will go insane."

his statement causes you to giggle a little.

"you laugh but i'm telling the truth."

"i laugh because you make me happy."

his arms wound around your waist, keeping you pressed against him, leaving you with no room to escape or part from him. just what reo likes.

"i'm sorry for what i said," he says against your collarbone. "when i didn't see you in our home, i didn't know what to think. i got so scared for a second because i had no idea where you could've gone so i started spamming your number-"

"-yeah wait, was calling me 24 times necessary?"

"i was going to keep calling you until you picked up so it could've taken 24 or 1000 times or more. now let me speak." you nod wordlessly, smiling a little at how silly reo can be. "and when i realised that you went back to your apartment, i felt horrible that i drove you out."

he looks up at you with glossy eyes.

"you came here because you wanted to prove me wrong, right? because you bought all this by yourself and don't need me, right?"

"well, kind of, but i also didn't want to be around you so i came back here."

reo frowns before leaning in to press delicate kisses to your neck. "please don't leave me. i need you by my side," he inhales before whispering his next statement. "even if you don't need me."

a hand of yours go up to thread through his hair. "don't say that," you use your other hand to direct his face away from your neck, pressing a kiss against his puckered lips. "i absolutely adore you, my love. you're my favourite person ever."

he smiles before leaning in again, kissing you with more fervour and passion. you can feel another tear slide down his cheek.

"lets go to bed, reo," you say when you part and he simply nods, laying you on the side of the bed before laying beside you, arms naturally finding themselves around your waist as reo tugs you as humanely close as possible. "sorry if this mattress isn't as comfortable as your twelve grand one back home."

"i couldn't care less," he whispers whilst tracing patterns on your bare skin.

so long as it's you he's next to, reo doesn't have a lot to complain about.

#bro when i say i literally wrote this in one go #I WROTE THIS IN ONE GO #reo mikage x reader #reo x reader #mikage reo x reader #blue lock x reader

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rubyreduji · 1 year ago

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fighting for your love — yjh & hjs

summary: when you couldn’t pick who to date between joshua and jeonghan, you weren’t expecting to result in a fight, literally

tags: smut (minors dni!), romance, boxer!au warnings: explicit unprotected sex, threesomes, floor sex, praise, fingering (f. receiving), oral (m. & f. receiving), spitroasting, throat fucking, dacryphilia, double vaginal penetration, light degradation, choking, squirting, multiple orgasms, creampies, overstimulation wc: 5.5k an: it took me a month to write so i hope you enjoy it, kai if you're reading this i hope you especially like it lol my little local jihan lover

“This is ridiculous,” you state as you watch the two boys slide their gloves on.

“It’s not ridiculous, it’s necessary,” Jeonghan says as he climbs into the ring.

“If you can’t pick, then we’ll pick for you,” Joshua tells you. “This is how plenty of animals find a mate and what are humans other than another species of animal.”

You let out a frustrated huff.

This isn’t the outcome you were expecting when you couldn’t pick between Joshua or Jeonghan after they both asked you out. You understand that this is their thing, that they’re boxers, but this is honestly unnecessary.

You’ve known both boys for a while now and are no stranger to their competitive nature but you didn’t think it would bleed over into their romantic lives as well. You should have known better. Your work for the gym they belong to and even though you’re around their coach and manager more, they’ve both seemed to take an interest in you anyway.

Despite being frequently annoyed by their antics, you actually do like both of them, that’s why you’ve been having a hard time picking between the two of them. Each has their own pros (and their own cons) and you truly don’t know who to pick, so here you are now, about to watch Joshua and Jeonghan box each other to become your boyfriend.

Everything really started a year and a half ago when Jeonghan signed on with Sebong, the gym you work for. You work basically as the assistant of the owner doing all of the work he doesn't want to do. You didn’t know he was joining the gym though, and was surprised to see such a handsome man standing in the lobby of your gym, which is not open to public access.

The first thing he did when he saw you was flirt with you. Soon the gym coach came in and took Jeonghan away, but that has been his lasting first impression ever since. After that, anytime Jeonghan would run into you in the gym, he’d take time out of his training just to flirt with you.

Joshua on the other hand, has been a long time member of the Sebong gym. He’s been around longer than even you have and he’s always been more or less respectful and kind to you, keeping his fair distance. That is, until Jeonghan appeared. The two seemed to be able to turn anything into a competition, and when Joshua realized that Jeonghan had his eyes set on you, he decided to do the same.

At first you thought it was a joke, but then it seemed to progress further and further to the point there was no way the boys were dropping all the money to bring you lunch and flowers whenever they could just for a laugh. So once you started to take them seriously, the competition really picked up. Taking you out on nice (expensive) dates, buying you gifts, showering you in flattery, requesting you route for them in their next match, whatever they could do to get your attention away from the other man and onto them. It was a bit over the top…but you also kind of loved it.

As you slowly got to know each man better, you slowly started to fall for both of them. There’s something so charming about the way you can never expect what Joshua will do next, yet he’ll always be a gentleman about it, and the way Jeonghan can be mischievous but still so caring at the same time. It’s so frustrating having to pick just one.

In terms of boxing, they’re also pretty equally matched. Joshua’s always been one of Sebong’s best boxers and one of the reasons why become so competitive with Jeonghan in the first place was due to the fact Jeonghan was able to sweep in and match his level.

Sometimes you’ll watch them during practice, going harder than anyone else in the gym, not wanting to quit until the other does. You know Coach loves it though, because they help push each other to be better.

The two are usually the last two out of the gym, forcing you to stay later so you can lock up after they get done. You don’t mind too much, you like watching them practice, and they always offer to help you clean up before leaving. After locking the doors they’ll always walk you to your car like proper gentlemen, and sometimes they’ll even invite you out to eat or something of the likes. You usually say yes.

You think one of your favorite moments with them was when you all went out to a bar together and got drinks and food and spent the whole night out talking. It felt natural, like the competition was set aside and you guys were just enjoying a night together as three friends.

The only problem is…the more time you spend with them, the harder it is to choose one. You’ve told them such on many occasions but the answer doesn’t seem to satisfy either man. That’s how Mingyu’s (not so) brilliant idea came to fruition.

“You’re both boxers, just fight for her.” It was said as more of a joke, but when you’re dealing with people like Jeonghan and Joshua, nothing is a joke if it can become competition. You were close to strangling Mingyu after he said it, but the other two were already gearing up to start the fight.

Which brings you to where you are now, after hours in the gym, staring at the two black haired men standing in the ring.

“Nothing will get out of hand, it’s just a friendly fight to determine who is worthy of your love,” Joshua assures you. You huff.

“What if neither of you win?”

Both men turn to you. “What does that mean?”

“It means you two are a little too evenly matched. I’ve seen you spar before and it always ends in a tie.”

“Not this time princess. Those are always practice matches, there’s something valuable on the line now,” Joshua says.

You know you should be annoyed that they're treating you like some prize to win, but if you’re being completely transparent, you find it a little hot. It’s not your fault that you have two hot boxers wanting to literally fight over you. It doesn’t mean you find them any less ridiculous.

“You can’t stop us Y/N-ah,” Jeonghan tells you. “Unless you pick right now.”

“You know I can’t do that. I-”

“Like both of us,” both men recite back to you in tandem. You roll your eyes.

“It’s not my fault you’re both annoyingly charming.” They send you twin grins at this.

“Just sit back and wait, pretty girl. We’ll have your answer for you soon enough,” Joshua says. “No hard feelings toward the other.” You doubt that last part, but you still just sigh and let them continue. It’s clear you’re not going to be able to stop them.

The two take their stance, shifting their weight from foot to foot, watching the other warily. Their elbows are tucked close to their bodies, their gloves up high to protect their face. Whichever one throws first will set the whole tone of the fight. Joshua makes the first move, but not really. It’s a fake out, but Jeonghan is able to see it coming, and doesn’t fall for it.

Instead he goes in for his own jab, connecting his glove into Joshua’s side. That gets Joshua going and he’s on Jeonghan, rapidly punching at his face. Jeonghan has no other choice than to back up, trying to block the hits. Jeonghan swings at Joshua to try and get him away and the two boys latch onto each other. They hit at each other a bit more before letting go and pulling back.

It doesn’t take long for them to go at it again though. This time it’s Jeonghan getting in his rapid fire hits. Joshua shields the punches away from his head, trying to make a few hits of his own as he does. Then in a miraculous turn around Joshua gets the upper hand, slamming his glove into the side of Jeonghan’s head.

It’s clear the hit resonated in Jeonghan, but he doesn’t let it slow him down. The two skirt around the boxing ring, dodging the other’s attacks while trying to make their own. If you weren’t so familiar with the world of boxing, you’d think they look a little ridiculous.

You do enjoy the sight a bit though.

Jeonghan’s hair is pulled back and exposes his long, pale neck. You can see a thin layer of sweat start to create a sheen there. His face is hardened and focused as he makes his attacks on Joshua. Speaking of Joshua, he looks just as good himself. His bangs hand in his face slightly, sticking to his forehead with sweat. His usual smiley face is replaced with one of determination and fire in his eyes. Both of their bodies are on display, their well defined muscles and hard abs out in the open for you to gaze at. You enjoy the sight of the way their bodies move; the clear image of their muscles working hard to win the fight.

You’re not sure how long you get distracted staring at the boys’ bodies but when you finally tune back into the actual fight, both boys are clearly starting to get worn out. Just as you predicted, they’re too evenly matched to knock each other out. They do look incredibly sexy though, worn out and sweaty. You discreetly clench your thighs together, a little too into the sight of the boys going at it for your affections.

You smirk at that though as an idea starts to formulate in your mind. Both boys are in their own corner of the ring, panting, when you approach the side.

“Are you boys done yet?” You drawl and their eyes flit over to you, like they almost forget you’re here, even though you’re the reason they’re even fighting in the first place.

“Not yet baby, still haven’t won yet. But don’t worry, I will soon,” Jeonghan says.

Joshua scoffs. “Yeah right. It’s gonna be me who wins, princess.”

The nicknames go straight to your core, further encouraging your idea. You lean against the ropes of the ring and stare at the two boys intently before speaking. “You know, I’ve always said I can’t pick between you two, but what if I don’t want to pick.”

“Y/N…?”

"Have you two ever considered…you can both have me?"

You watch the way Jeonghan’s throat bobs as he swallows and Joshua’s eyes go wide a bit before a smirk overtakes his face.

“Oh? Is that what you want pretty girl?” He asks, slinking towards where you’re standing, Jeonghan following suit.

You suddenly feel a bit shy under their looming gaze. “M-maybe.”

“Maybe?” Jeonghan asks, a playful tone to his words. “That won’t do, baby. You gotta tell us exactly what you want.”

You squirm a bit. “I- I want you guys. Both of you.”

“Want us to do what?” Joshua asks. You look at both boys who have matching smirks on their faces and you’re starting to realize maybe this isn’t your best idea. When the two men aren’t being competitors, they’re being the evil twins, and you think you may have awoken that side in them. That’s not going to stop you now though.

“Want you to touch me. To fuck me. Please Joshie, Hannie, I need it.”

“Good girl,” Joshua mutters before he’s throwing off his gloves and slipping through the ropes of the ring so he can pull you against his body. His skin is still warm from all of the physical exertion earlier and it feels nice against your own skin. It doesn’t feel nearly as nice as his lips pressing against yours though.

Joshua’s grip is firm, yet gentle at the same time. His kiss is searing against your lips and you let yourself get lost in it. One of his hands cups your neck while the other is snaked around your waist. He holds you in place, not that you’d go anywhere if he did let go. His lips are a mix of sweet from his strawberry flavored chapstick and salty from sweating during the boxing match.

You nearly forget about Jeonghan until you feel him slide up behind you, his own arms snaking around your body, trapping you in between both men. Jeonghan’s mouth attaches to your neck and a shudder runs through your body. The feeling of his teeth grazing your skin makes you gasp into Joshua’s mouth, allowing the younger to slip his tongue in.

Jeonghan’s fingers dig into your hip bones and you can feel his own hips grind up against you, his half hard dick nestled right against your ass. In the front you can feel Joshua’s own cock rub against your thigh. Both feelings combined have your head spinning and your panties dampening.

Jeonghan’s mouth continues to attack your neck before he’s tugging at your shirt collar, trying to reach as much skin as he can. If this was any other situation you may scold the man for stretching out your shirt, but you can’t be bothered right now, wanting his mouth on you as much as possible.

Your attention is pulled away from Jeonghan’s ministrations at the feeling of Joshua’s hands snaking up your shirt. His fingers brush against your bare skin, before fully cupping your tits. He paws at your boobs over your bra for a second before his fingers dip under your bra as well. They brush across your nipples and you moan around Joshua’s tongue still in your mouth.

For two men who use their fists for a living, they’re also very skilled with their fingers. Jeonghan’s hands travel down your body before they grasp at your thighs. His cock is still pushing up against your ass as he pulls your body back into him even more. He squeezes at your thighs and when one of his knuckles brush up against your clit through your pants you gasp and whine, grinding down to try and gain the friction again.

“Heh,” you hear in your ear, “so fucking needy. It’s so hot baby.”

“P-please touch me more,” you beg, pulling your mouth back from Joshua.

“Ah, you want me to touch you more? Where? Here?” His fingers brush against your crotch once more and you jerk.

“Yes! There, please! Please Hannie, I need it. Need you.”

“Of course baby, Hannie is gonna take good care of you.” His fingers plunge into your pants and he slides his fingers over your panties and against your clit. He starts to rub it in slow soft circles, causing your legs to go weak in the men’s arms.

“Princess,” Joshua mumbles into your ear. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this. Wanted you. So fucking pretty. I’ve liked you since you started here, you know.”

You whimper at his words. If there’s anything that will set you off, it’s having someone want you as desperately as Jeonghan and Joshua do.

Your panties are already soaked through with your arousal and you’re sure that Jeonghan’s fingers are also drenched. You squirm in the men’s grips, wanting more. Thankfully, they seem to get the hint.

“Fuck,” Joshua finally pulls away from you. “Clothes off. All of them.” Jeonghan also pulls away from you, allowing you to quickly shed all of your layers, leaving you bare to the two men staring at you like you’re their next meal. You kind of are.

Both boys also get rid of the rest of their clothing and your mouth goes dry a bit at the sight of the two naked men in front of you. They’re similar in build with fit bodies and taut muscles. They’re not too similar in their other appendages though.

Though both of their cocks are fully hard, and dripping precum, Joshua’s is fat and heavy and on the tanner sider while Jeonghan’s is long and skinny and a pretty pinkish color. The sight of both of them drives you crazy, though.

You’re still in the middle of assessing their bodies when they descend on you. Their bare skin feels even better against yours now that you’re also naked. You’re already a bit breathless as they sandwich you between them again.

“God, you’re even more gorgeous than I imagined, princess,” Joshua whispers in your ear. “And I’ve been imagining it for a while.”

A shiver runs down your back and you press your body into his even more. Something about his voice, the way he said the words, makes your head dizzy. You’ve never denied that Joshua Hong is one of the prettiest people you’ve ever met, but his voice is also incredibly sexy and deserves to be recognized. Especially when it gets all deep and teasing the way it just did.

“What do you want from us baby?” Jeonghan asks. Oh god his voice as well. The light tone turned sultry. You swear they’re both trying to kill you.

“Anything, everything,” you strangle out. “Please just touch me.”

“I think I can do that,” Joshua says with a smirk and then he’s sinking to his knees so his face is level with your crotch. “So pretty down here too.” He lifts his hand up so he can press two fingers against your clit. He plays with you there for a moment as you slump back against Jeonghan, relying on him to keep you standing.

Jeonghan chuckles at this and he snakes his arms around to your front so he can knead at your breasts. He tugs and flicks at your hardened nipples. Your mind is already reeling, your body buzzing in pleasure. You can barely think as Joshua grabs your leg and lifts it over his shoulder so he can dive straight into your dripping cunt. He licks a long strip against your slit before attaching his lips to your clit, sucking harshly on the bud. You cry out and bury your fingers straight into Joshua’s hair.

“You sound so pretty for us,” Jeonghan tells you. You turn your head so you can capture his lips with yours and he greedily accepts.

Jeonghan’s kiss is less harsher than Joshua’s, but just as eager. Whereas Joshua tastes like artificial strawberries, Jeonghan tastes sweet like sugary candies and cakes. Your free hand reaches up behind you so you can bury your fingers in Jeonghan’s silky soft hair as well.

You’re not sure which boy to focus on, as Joshua starts to prod at your entrance with his fingertips. He teases you there until he finally inserts a finger, slowly pumping it in and out of you. You wiggle in his grip a bit, wanting even more, but Jeonghan holds you still.

“Patience baby. You’ll get what you need soon enough. Let Joshua enjoy his meal for now.” Jeonghan’s hands still play with your tits as he talks to you. “You can be a good girl for us, can’t you?”

You nod. “Y-yes. Wanna be good for you two.”

Below you, Joshua’s now fed you a second finger. His mouth is still sucking at your clit, not letting up. When you look down at him, his eyes are closed in complete pleasure. His free hand has been squeezing your ass as he goes down on you and you can’t help but think about how pretty he looks like this.

You’re sure his cock is leaking all over the floor and the thought has you groaning. You can feel Jeonghan’s cock nestled in the small of your back and you reach around to grasp him. Jeonghan doesn’t seem to be expecting this and he lets out a hiss before thrusting into your fist.

His cock is slender and fits nicely in your grip. You rub your thumb over his slit, collecting his precum and using it to lubricate the rest of his cock so you can pump him in your fist. Jeonghan’s mouth latches onto your shoulder and you can feel him trembling behind you. Your hand is only half working at him, too distracted by the way you can feel your stomach tightening.

“J-josh!” You cry out before you’re clenching down around his fingers, your legs giving out on you. Your body twitches as you orgasm, your body sinking down to the ground. Joshua grabs you, holding you in his arms, gently rubbing at your skin while you grasp onto him, trying to ground yourself.

Joshua presses soft kisses to the corner of your eyes and your cheeks as you try and catch your breath. “Are you okay pretty girl?”

You nod. “I’m okay, just took me by surprise.”

“Can we keep going?” Joshua asks you softly and it sets off a warm feeling in your stomach. You’re not sure how someone who made you cum a minute ago can be so soft with you now, but you’re not complaining. You just cup his face and kiss him quickly.

“Yeah. Here, I wanna suck you off. Can I?” You look up at him with wide eyes and his face goes pink for a second.

“Y-yeah. Yeah, you can.”

“Ehem,” Jeonghan says, reminding you and Joshua he’s still there.

“Ah, Hannie,” you turn to the older man, “you can uh, you can fuck me. If you want.”

Jeonghan curses softly. “You sure baby?”

You nod. “I’m sure. Josh loosened me all up. I need your cock in me so badly, please. I just came and I’m still so needy.”

Your words cause Jeonghan to groan and he gets down on the floor to meet you and Joshua. He pulls you in for a kiss, his fingers sliding down against your wet folds. You’re still sensitive down there and you mewl a bit.

“Fuck, you’re gonna let me fuck you nice and hard baby?”

“Yes, yes please,” you nod frantically.

“Help Joshua out first baby, then I’ll fuck you.”

You turn to the younger of the two men. Joshua is sitting back, his cock resting against his toned stomach. You position yourself between his legs on your knees in front of him. You lean down and gently take his tip in your mouth, sucking at the head. Joshua gasps slightly, encouraging you to do more.

You pop your mouth off of him and lick and kiss down his length to his balls. They sit heavy and drooping and you lick and kiss at them as well. You can hear the small grunts Joshua is letting out and you move up to kiss at his tip again.

His cock is thick and you’re not completely sure you’ll be able to get it all in your mouth, but you wrap your lips around the head again. You’re going to try your best no matter what. You run your tongue around the rim of his tip before flattening your tongue and trying to push yourself down further.

Your tongue presses against the underside of his cock as you try and get all of him in your throat. Your lips are stretched tight and you can feel the strain in your jaw. You pull your mouth back before plunging it back down, trying to get down further as you bob your head up and down his length. You can hear the lewd noises of your mouth fill the room as they mix with Joshua’s moans.

You’re so focused on pleasuring Joshua you jump when you feel Jeonghan grasps your hips. Your ass is pushed into the air and you can feel him drag his cock over your slit. He teases you with a few more swipes before he unceremoniously shoves his cock into you. His slender width allows him to push into you easily, especially with how wet you are from Joshua eating you out. You moan as Jeonghan bottoms out, the vibrations going straight into Joshua’s cock.

Joshua reaches out and grabs your head, shoving you down further on his cock, his blunt tip ramming into the back of your throat. Behind you Jeonghan does the same, his own tip hitting your cervix, the slam of skin echoing throughout the room. Joshua has a tight grip on your hair and he guides you up and down his cock, practically face fucking you.

You can’t do much but moan and allow both men to fuck into you like you’re nothing but their desperate cock sleeve. You don’t mind it at all though. You actually kind of love them using you like this. It’s dirty, the way they just shove their cocks into you with no care, but it has your pussy drenched, no matter how embarrassing it is.

Your throat is burning from the way Joshua is using your mouth and your fingers dig into his thighs. Tears are welling up in your eyes a bit and you can’t tell if it’s from choking on Joshua’s cock or the pleasure Jeonghan is giving you by continuously drilling into you.

“F-fuck, Y/N,” comes Joshua’s choked out sob before he’s spilling his seed right down your throat. You gag as you try and swallow it all down but some of it still drips out of your mouth. “Shit Y/N. You look so hot like that. Dirty little girl, taking my cum down her throat.” Joshua reaches up and swipes the rest of his cum off your chin.

Your throat burns and your voice is raw when you try to speak. “J-josh.”

“You were so good for me.” Joshua reaches up and cups your breasts in your hands, kneading at you softly. “You feel good princess?”

“H-hannie, feels so good. W-want more though.”

“More?”

You nod. “Please Shua, fuck me too. Need to be full.”

“Fuck baby,” Jeonghan mutters from behind you. “You want us both in your needy little hole?” He thrusts up into you roughly to help make his point.

“Yes. Need both of you so badly. Please Josh.”

“Shit princess, that’s so slutty, how could I say no,” Joshua smirks at you. “Lean her back Han.”

Jeonghan does as told, leaning back and taking you with him so your cunt is now more exposed to Joshua. Jeonghan’s cock is already buried in you, but due to its slender size it still leaves room for Joshua to slide in. Well slide in isn't exactly the right words.

You feel Joshua push his tip up against Jeonghan’s cock at the folds of your pussy. He ruts at your entrance for a second before starting to push in. His cock is thick though, and it stretches your pussy wide, your opening burning as it does. If it wasn’t for all of the arousal lubricating Jeonghan’s cock and your cunt, you’re sure Joshua wouldn’t have even been able to get in an inch.

“God you look so pretty like this,” Jeonghan coos. “Our nasty little slut.”

You choke out a moan at the name and Jeonghan chuckles. In your front, Joshua is still slowly pushing his cock into you bit by bit. After what feels like forever he’s shoved inside of you and you feel like crying from how desperate you are.

“Please move, I need it, please,” you beg, not caring how pathetic you sound.

“What the princess wants is what she gets,” is Joshua’s response before he pulls out only to slam right back into you. You cry out, your fingers finding purchase on Joshua’s shoulders. “God you feel so tight around my cock.”

Joshua reaches down and grabs your legs, picking you up. Your legs automatically wrap around Joshua’s waist, pulling him closer to you. His cock moves rapidly in you as he matches Jeonghan’s pace. The older of the two’s cock slams deep into you while the younger’s fills you up, satiating your fervent desires.

Your mind is reeling and you can’t focus on anything other than the sheer pleasure coursing through your body. You can feel Jeonghan and Joshua’s mouths and hands all over your body, feeding your hunger for them.

At some poit you realize that your cheeks are wet, tears freely streaming down your face as both men do their best to abuse your cunt.

You let out a strangled gasp when you feel one of Jeonghan’s hands snake around your neck, his other one grasping harshly at your breasts. His fingers close down around your neck, his hot breath brushing your ear.

“Gonna let me and Josh cum inside you baby? Let us fill up your needy pussy with our seed?”

You whine, high pitched and needy. “Yes. Yes, please. Cum in me, use me however you want.”

“Hear that Shua? Our baby girl wants us to use her like the cumdump she is.” Jeonghan’s fingers are still tight around your neck, making you light headed in the best way possible.

Instead of responding Joshua just roughly grabs your chin and pulls you into a kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth once more and nearly shoves it down your throat. You can barely breathe with Joshua’s mouth over yours and Jeonghan’s hand on your throat but you don’t care. It makes your head fuzzy and all of your senses go crazy to the point that there’s nothing other than Joshua Hong and Yoon Jeonghan.

A shudder runs through your whole body and without much warning your body is trembling as you hit your orgasm. Your pussy clenches down on Jeonghan and Joshua’s cocks, holding them in a vice grip. They both let out twin groans as your body goes limp in their grip, your mind completely blank.

You’re not sure who cums first, but before you know it they’re both spilling their seed into you, filling you up to the brim. You’re still shaking when they pull out, some of their cum spilling out and dripping down your legs. Slowly Joshua lowers you to the floor.

“You’re so pretty like this, Y/N-ah,” Jeonghan says in a soft voice. “All fucked out like a cock drunk whore.”

Your body is exhausted and you want nothing more than to rest, but then you feel Jeonghan’s fingers trailing against your puffy folds. You mewl out when you feel his fingers insert into you, shoving his and Joshua’s cum back into you.

“Can’t let it go to waste, can we?” He says with a smirk.

Your whole body is overstimulated and just having his fingers in you sends your twitching. Your fingers grasp at air and you whine.

“Shh, be a good girl for us. Can’t you do that pretty girl?” Joshua asks as he runs his hands up and down your warm skin. He stops at your tits, kneading them softly before flicking your sensitive nipples.

“J-josh, H-hannie!” You cry out. Jeonghan’s fingers are now moving rapidly inside of you, your walls fluttering as your body screams at you.

Your eyes screw shut and your back arches as you reach your release once more. You can feel the liquid spray out of you, drenching your legs and Jeonghan’s hand. It seems to go on forever before your body is falling limp to the ground once more.

“Oh god princess, that was so hot,” Joshua says, a bit breathless. Jeonghan pulls his fingers from you satisfied with his work.

Your body is completely boneless as you lay on the ground, trying to catch your breath. Your eyes are closed and you think you may never get up ever again.

You’re not sure how long you lay there as Joshua and Jeonghan move around, cleaning up the mess you made and rubbing at your sore body. When you finally get some semblance of feeling human again you open your eyes and sit up.

“Hey baby,” Jeonghan says to you in a soft voice. “How are you feeling?”

“Good,” you sigh, “very good.”

“Sorry we kind of went in hard there at the end,” Joshua says. He caresses your face with his hand.

“I asked for it. I liked it,” you admit. “Thank you, you two.”

“You’re thanking us?” Joshua laughs a big incredulously. “That was like a dream for me.”

Now with the ability to think again you glance around and realize you’re still on the floor, of the gym, covered in cum and sweat.

“Ugh, I feel so gross. This is so gross, these floors are filthy,” you groan.

Jeonghan snorts. “Come on, we can go clean up in the locker room.”

“Round two in the showers?” Joshua shoots you and Jeonghan a mischievous look that Jeonghan sends back. You groan again.

“You two may have the stamina, but I certainly do not,” you state, knowing damn well that you’re going to let them fuck you again in the shower.

The boys are quiet for a moment as you three walk to the shower before Joshua finally pipes up. “So does this mean you choose us both?”

“Yeah,” you smile at them, “I choose you both…if you both still want me.”

“Of course! I’m not going to let him stop me from having you,” Jeonghan says.

“Even if you have to share?” You ask.

“Yeah, I’ll just be the better boyfriend,” Jeonghan proclaims proudly.

“Hey! I’m going to be the best boyfriend Y/Nnie can have!” Joshua shoves the other boxer’s shoulder. This sets off an argument between your two new boyfriends and you roll your eyes before turning on the shower.

The least you can say is that your relationship definitely won’t be a boring one.

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inferno-0 · 7 months ago

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Choleric

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Just the attitude of the Titans to your temperament.

Let me remind you: Choleric is active, impatient and hot-tempered extroverts.

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Godzilla

* Being a serious and calm creature, Kaiju is not used to your persona. He was amazed at your courage in front of him.

* He liked your extroversion to some extent. Unlike him as a loner, you literally communicated with every creature in your path. But the best quality he has revealed is to be a Leader.

You literally managed to chase away the skullsaurs that interfered with him, of course, it was not without escape, but still.

A Brave Man.

* Wanted to chase you away, but you were too persistent.

*You are now his Watchdog.

* To be Choleric is to be aggressive to some degree. To be honest, it sometimes amuses him. If you were a Titan, you'd definitely start fighting him to the end. But I like to watch how some little guy tries to move the tip of his tail and shouts something very bad at him.

* Thankful for keeping the raging gulls away from his dorsal plates while he swims. Will wait for the moment when you banish the Monarch from his eyes.

Mothra/Mosura

* She likes your activity and perseverance. You're eager to learn anything and everything that Mothra is amused about. But your short temper . . .

* It's not that Mothra is annoyed, she's worried about you. After all, the argument gets out of control at some point.

Your impatience may be misplaced somewhere, and the Titan tries to calm you down so that there are no unnecessary problems.

* Your irritability frightens her.

Even though it's several thousand times bigger than you.

* Sometimes he presses you to his fur, hoping that you will calm down and stop driving anger to the whole world.

* Tries not to glow too much at the sight of you. Since there was a moment where you accidentally ordered her to turn off her flashlight out of annoyance, to which Mothra choked.

I think she'll give you a lecture.

* She also appreciates your leadership skills.

Rodan

* Someone, help him.

* I have never met such a person as you in my life. No, of course he is. Partially. But this Titan is compared to you, forgive me, Bug. Your audacity amused him. Until you started throwing rocks at his beak and eyes, to which the Titan was ready to go back to the volcano and anywhere else from you.

* His ego has been suppressed since that time. You're not afraid of him.

And now he thinks: Are you stupid or are you really driven by something?

* He was surprised when he found out that you wanted to be friends with him. Okay, instilling fear throughout the city wasn't good, he needed communication. Of course, your character is not great, but at some moments he is ready to laugh at you heartily. Especially when you are the one who gets into trouble.

* And now let's forget about aggression, let's remember about Leadership qualities:

"Wake Up, Silly Bird"

"Thank you so much for this morning, kind little creature," ─ grunts Rodan as he emerges from his warm nest.

* No, he sometimes likes your mindset to boss others around. Although, he has frequent flashbacks about it.

King Ghidorah

* Very brave. Very brave.

* Three heads could have hit you to certain death right away, but something caught on them. Your aggression was wonderful, of course it's a pity to hear it from a person.

* Throwing sticks and anything else you can get your hands on when he literally saved your life for five minutes.

Only these five minutes still last for some reason.

* Okay, it them off, but it's still funny. A brave little king. Ghidorah kept you as a pet, but only because you weren't a coward.

* Ichi is proud of your anger at other creatures. He likes the way you command them.

Ni has the same relationship to you as Ichi, but is only watching for fun.

San is a little disturbed by your behavior, believing you to resemble his brother Ichi.

*Sometimes they deliberately bring you into conflict (mostly Ni) to laugh at your face.

Although, in the absence of an instinct for self-preservation, you give them a savory response, to which the Titan begins to retreat.

* Humans and other Kaiju find both of you insufferable. Godzilla is even willing to ask people to take you away from there, as Ghidorah's yells from another argument can be heard even in his nest.

King kong

* You didn't look like Jia. Jia is calm and understanding, and you are like a tomboy, irritated about everything. He still thinks about how his little human friend made friends with you.

* Jia introduced you as a good person, but with a strong character that you just have to accept. Kong had expected anything but this. Although he appreciated the ability to command others. You'd be good at managing your own tribe, if you had one. But given the Skullsaurs that are on the run all over the island from you, humans would have joined them themselves. Your aggression was out of bounds.

* Kong sometimes worries about your recklessness. You're not someone who sits still like Jia. You're always going somewhere. And he doesn't understand what you need. And Jia, who is used to all this, just says to calm down.

* Kong has never been in conflict with you. He tries to stay on the edge of patience.

The truth is trying..

He likes that enthusiasm, but please stop. Otherwise, he'll put you in this flying object that people use.

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#Godzilla #godzilla x kong the new empire #Godzilla x reader #King kong #King kong x reader #xreader #Mothra #Rodan #King Ghidorah #All Titans #Titans x reader #Kaiju #godzilla kotm #godzilla vs kong

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torasplanet · 11 months ago

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❝𝙄 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙊𝘼 𝘽𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎.ᐟ❞

M. SANO + BLACK!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; mikey kisses his cocoa butter kisses after a rough break up so he pays you a visit to beg on his knees for forgiveness but he ends up on his knees for another purpose;)

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; pathetic!mikey, apology sex, couch sex, oral (fem receiving), reader smells like cocoa butter, 80% plot 20% smut, unprotected sex, p in v, final timeline/racer!mikey, petnames(angel,baby, pretty, etc), mikey's jealousy problem, flirt rindou mentioned, praise, reader standing on business(not for long), this kinda ass, make-up sex, lovers to exes to lovers, angsty kinda i think, skin-color briefly mentioned

“Don’t talk to me again!”

Those were the last words you said to Mikey before kicking him out of your apartment and blocking him on everything. Hell, you even blocked him on Roblox and those words were all he was thinking about for the past three weeks, night and day.

This entire breakup was fucking with him in ways he didn’t think it could, he never thought about what would happen if you two broke up because the idea of you two splitting up was just utterly ridiculous to him but it wasn’t so ridiculous now that it had actually happened.

And it wasn't ridiculous how bad it got to him. He wasn’t showering regularly, and he was barely brushing his teeth which draken and everyone complained about because he had started smoking more often too which gave him the most unpleasant breath.

Though that wasn't the worst...Mikey had only been in one race since the break-up and lost, he crashed but luckily there was nothing but a couple of scratches on him but he was still crying, he crashed because he was thinking about you and how much he missed you. That was the moment he realized how depressed he got after you kicked him out and how much he truly missed you. Draken was the ears and eyes that heard and experienced it all, he saw how sad Mikey was and heard him complain about how he didn’t want to get up, how he didn’t want to practice, and how he just wanted to sleep. He was worried for his friend and wanted you two to get back together but the problem was, Mikey didn’t want to make an effort.

Anytime draken, baji, or literally anyone else told Mikey that he should go to you and try and convince you to get back with him, Mikey would decline. He looked like shit, smelled like shit, and probably would break down crying the moment he got to your apartment door and he knew you. You weren’t going to take him back, not after he started a huge and unnecessary argument over you hanging out with rindou at a coffee shop. You meant what you said and sure there was the slightest chance that you would take him back but…he didn’t see why you would. I mean, you really seemed like you hated him, you were talking and texting everyone but him, and you were still hanging out with everyone but when he was invited, you weren’t there. The only reason he found this out was because he heard chifuyu talking about when you, him, and Senju went to get the newest volume of your favorite manga. The volume he said he was going to buy you. And if you thought he was upset after the breakup, you should’ve seen him after he heard that.

He was in his room scrolling tiredly on Instagram but he wasn’t paying attention to anything he saw, he was too busy thinking about you and how much he missed you and seeing your pictures pop up on his feed. Mikey missed your warmth, he missed the cocoa butter smell of your body and your apartment, he missed your smile, he missed your laugh—fuck he even missed when you would accidentally hit him in his dick when you two were play-fighting. He missed the blowjobs you would give him as an apology for it too. God, he was about to cry again.

Mikey blinked away the tears as he let out a sigh but his head quickly snapped up as his door swung open slamming against the wall, he sat up running a hand through his messy unbrushed hair as he looked at four men at his doorframe “Jesus it smells like fucking ass in here.” Baji commented with his nose turning up at the strong smell of cigarettes coming from the room.

“Yeah normally it smells like sex.” Chifuyu added with a smirk forming on his face but it quickly dropped at Takemichi elbowing him in his side silently telling him to shut up “What do you want?” Mikey asked rudely while glaring at them “We’re having an intervention for you.” Takemichi answered with a nervous smile on his face and Mikey cocked an eyebrow at his friend’s words while Baji snickered at how seriously Takemichi was taking this.

“Yeah so get up, we brought snacks,” Draken said holding up a plastic bag full of dorayaki and taiyaki, he knew Mikey would just lock himself in his room until they left if none of them brought snacks or at least something that he wanted “How the hell did you guys even get in here?” Mikey asked with a sigh escaping his throat as his features softened giving into their wants, he threw his legs over the bed making Chifuyu let out a hiss at how pale they were from their usual tone, he really hadn’t been outside or probably seen sunlight in a while.

Baji shrugged his shoulder “I stole your spare a while back, you never noticed.” The long-haired male said with an evil grin on his face, Mikey groaned as he stood to his feet, he couldn’t even say he was surprised but even if he was, he couldn’t find the strength in himself to care at all.

The Sano man walked past all of them snatching the bag from draken in the process. “You smell like shit man, when was your last shower?”

“Chifuyu!”

“What? It’s true!”

Mikey rolled his eyes at their bickering while he walked to the living room plopping down on the couch “Probably like four days ago, maybe five.” The black-eyed adult said carelessly shrugging his shoulders while he dug into the bag pulling out one of the many taiyaki.

“Yeah, we really need to have a talk,” Draken said as they all sat around Mikey at fair distance from him, takemichi looked around the living room seeing many cigarette buts discarded on the table and burn marks on the dark wood “You need to get back with [y/n] right now or find some new girl,” Baji said as he watched as Mikey munched on the pastry like he hadn’t eaten in years and it wasn’t years but it had been probably a day or two, he didn’t have the energy to get up and actually make something and all the instant ramen and hot pockets were already eaten.

“I told you m’ fine,” Mikey said with a full mouth making Chifuyu cringe at the sight of chewed up food in his friend’s mouth.

Draken pinched the bridge of his nose tired of his best friend “Like we actually believe that.” He didn’t believe that Mikey was actually trying to sell this bullshit to him as if he hadn’t seen his downfall before and after the breakup in real time “You still can’t force me.” Mikey said shrugging his shoulders once again, he had sensed that his friends didn’t believe them and he didn’t blame them because the evidence of their statement was right in front of them, this entire apartment and himself were proof of his depression but they couldn’t force him to talk to you, they hadn’t managed to do that yet and they still weren’t “We can’t force you but we sure can force [y/n].” Chifuyu said with his mischievous smile returning to his face as he leaned back against the couch.

Mikey’s eyes darted to the green-eyed man confused and pondering what he meant by that, no. They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t dare bring you over here to the smelly and mess of what his apartment was. He decided to stay silent as he narrowed his eyes at his other friend before glancing at Draken “We’re not doing this because we care about you, we’re doing this because we’re tired of you smelling like shit and being depressed.” Baji said and Takemichi looked at him with a slightly shocked face “Wait I am, I’m doing it because I care.” He added raising his hand a bit earning a glare from the long-haired male.

They really were forcing him to talk to her. What a bunch of fake ass friends, they knew he didn’t want to talk to her because of how pathetic he knew he would look but the more he thought about it and looked at them, they were kind of right…he did smell like shit, he looked like shit and he was pathetic and it was all because you weren’t in his life. If he wanted to stop being so pathetic so he’d be able to go and talk to you, he’d have to talk to you in the mindset he was in now.

“Whatever.” Mikey agreed rolling his eyes as he continued to eat, he didn’t want to do it. Not at all but he missed you, he missed the way you two were and he missed his old self and the only way to get all of that back was to get you back “I don’t know why you were acting like that was so hard.” Draken said crossing his arms across his chest as a smile formed on his lips happy that Mikey had finally agreed to do it because it was the best for him right now.

“Yeah, you can get her back. Just shower first, that should be step one.” Takemichi said supportively with a large grin on his face and the rest of the men nodded in agreement at the shower part making Mikey groan aloud.

He was just glad they didn’t bring Emma because she would’ve definitely resorted to violence and forced him to get in the shower and go to your house that very second. He wondered if the guys had talked to you about this, probably asking you if you could unblock him or at least talk to him but he decided not to think about it because if they did, that’d probably make him even more depressed. After all, they had to go back to him and try to convince him once again and somehow successfully convinced him.

Mikey hoped that you weren’t as depressed as he was, you were crying during the entire argument and were sobbing by the time he left, and he was worried about you. He’d rather you be heartless and not give a damn about the breakup than know you were crying yourself to sleep about him. He didn’t blame you for the break-up, not at all, he blamed himself because if he had never gotten jealous over some stupid shit like that then you guys wouldn’t have argued and you wouldn’t have broken up with him so you had every right to cry over it even if you were the one that ended it. You deserved the biggest apology from him and he was going to give it to you.

Mikey thought you deserved the world actually and he was also willing to give you that. Anything you wanted, he gave it to you no matter how pricey it was. Oh, you’re upset? He’s on his way with all of your favorite things and some head to make you feel better. It was funny actually, he was willing to give you the entire world, and yet he was practicing how to apologize to you for being an ass without crying.

He stood at your apartment door staring at the brown wooden door while contemplating if he should really be here or not, mikey had taken a shower, and brushed his teeth after what, three weeks? He even put a little cologne on to cover up the fact that his clothes reeked with the smell of nicotine and smoke, he wore a plain black hoodie that his cigarette burns littered on it and shorts, they were the ones that smelled less disgusting than the others from chifuyu and takemichi’s judgment but…would it be good enough for you? Would you not smell it with the amount of cologne he put on even with how little they stunk? It was one of the many questions that were wandering throughout his head as he continued to stand there.

Mikey released a small breath deciding to do it, he was already here, showered, brushed his teeth, and felt a bit better about himself after all of that so what’s the worst that could happen? You might slam the door in his face as soon as you see him but it's fine! Totally fine…

His hand rose to knock on the door lightly but hard enough so you could hear it if you were in your room, he knew how sometimes you couldn’t hear knocks on the door if you were that far away. It felt like his heart was a bomb and every fast beat was the seconds counting down until he exploded and it felt like there were only three seconds left but then the door opened slightly revealing his lord and savior, you peeking through the small crack of the door. You were in your pajamas and had your bonnet on, figures, it was nine o’clock at night.

You were surprised to see him and stared at him while you leaned against the wall “What do you want?” You asked lowly glancing away from him before making eye contact once again, you weren’t going to slam the door in his face or tell him to get out or any of that stuff. You wanted to hear him out or at least see what he wanted “I’m sorry [y/n].” Mikey practically whispered as he looked at you with dismay in the dark pools that were his eyes, you’ve never seen that much sadness in Mikey’s eyes before. As many times as you made eye contact with him and found yourself lost in his void-like eyes, he never looked this depressed, not when Emma and draken got married, not when he lost one of his races, never. He truly looked sorry like he regretted everything that had happened up to this point.

One of your manicured hands went to the doorframe instead of the doorknob and you held onto it as you widened the door a bit poking your face out more “Mikey…” “I really am, I swear. I regret everything I did and everything I said.” You weren’t even able to get more than his name out before he planted his hand on the door pushing it open a bit wider, you remembered that night. All the things he accused you of doing with rindou, all the things he called you and you especially remembered when you had to force him out of the door and throw his shit out a few minutes after because he wouldn’t get off the doorknob jangling it and telling you to let him back in.

“Are you really?” You asked as you opened the door completely allowing him to see inside the apartment, the apartment he so desperately craved to be in every moment of the day since he left it.

The smell of cocoa butter flooded his nostrils as he took in the sight of the dimly lit living room before his eyes went back to you and your cute pajamas “I am baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” The black-haired male said grabbing your hands and cupping them in between both of his freezing cold hands, he walked closer to you as you backed up letting him completely inside the apartment and the door slammed shut behind him soon after. You looked at him sympathetically as you saw tears develop in his eyes glazing them over, you didn’t want to forgive him. You really didn’t.

Senju told you not to and that he didn’t deserve you. She told you that his jealousy issues were a problem and don’t even get me started on what she said when you told her that he accused you of fucking rindou. But…you knew Mikey better than she did and you knew how much he cared about his family and friends and you.

He wouldn’t stay with you for years if he didn’t. All of the nights you two spent together weren’t just for nothing. You remembered all the times you two stayed up late together because you couldn’t sleep and he didn’t want you to be alone even if he had a very important race in the morning, he’d always insist that you came first and he wasn’t going to sleep until you were asleep.

The times he loved you and the times he showed it outweighed the times he acted like he didn’t and it was the reason you wanted to hear him out in the first place. “You’re my everything, my world. I don’t know what I was thinking yelling at you like that but I regret it, I don’t want to have to live without you.” The Sano male continued allowing his tears to fall, they didn’t look like fake tears, it didn’t look like he was just trying to guilt trip you, they looked real and the wavering in his voice along with the voice cracks added to that. In all honesty, you didn’t want to live without him either.

You’ve never imagined yourself in any universe without him, every time you thought ahead in the future, he was always there right by your side and when you made him leave. Everything felt…wrong. The silence and emptiness of your apartment made you sick, walking around your house and failing to see Mikey's flip-flops discarded by the front door or somewhere in your room felt weird because they were always somewhere but now they weren’t. His words were enough to make you start crying and hug him tightly but you didn’t and continued to stare at him with sympathy in your eyes and a bit of lust, it was a bit sadistic how you managed to find him attractive even when he was in such a pathetic state “Prove it.” Mikey’s eyes widened slightly at this.

“Of course baby, you want me to buy you a new bag or somethin’?” The black-haired male offered as a small smile appeared on his face, he didn’t care if you asked him to buy you a yacht, he’d get it for you even if he ended up in horrible debt. You shook your head as you walked backward toward the living room with him following you, your hands still in between both of his. You sit on the couch and he stands in front of you before lowering himself to his knees looking up at you for a command or a request. He'd do anything that you wanted as long as it meant he could have you.

“I want you.” The words were quiet as you slipped your hands away from his before resting on the soft plush fabric of the couch.

Mikey’s hands rested on your thighs as he continued to look up at you, he was going to give you an apology and whatever else you wanted, and apparently, sex is the apology you wanted. He wasn’t against it, make up sex was his favorite sex with you but he wondered how different this would be because it wasn’t make up sex after an argument, this was an attempt at forgiveness from you.

He didn’t say anything and just reached for the hem of your pajama pants before gently pulling them down to your ankles then off completely tossing them somewhere on the floor “Missed you too y’know.” You said as you watched Mikey hoist your legs up on his shoulders “She missed me more I think.” He responded getting closer to your crotch before pressing a soft kiss on your clothed cunt smiling at the wet spot there.

He knew you were a freak but he didn’t know you were that much of a freak that you would get wet at his tears “Didn’t miss you more than I did.” Mikey was glad that you missed him too, probably not as much as he missed you but you still missed him and it meant something. It meant the chance of you taking him back was almost an indefinite yes regardless if he gave you head or not but he still wanted to.

It’d seal the deal even more and, he gets to taste you after weeks of not getting anything. “Missed this so much baby, you don’t even know,” Mikey admitted as he pulled down your panties tossing them away with your pants, he took in the even stronger smell of cocoa butter and the nice brown shade of your thighs and then he looked up at you with dried tears on his face seeing the teariness in yours and how you sniffled trying not to cry “My baby.” He mutters reaching out one of his hands to hold onto yours before he slowly lowered his face into your cunt wasting no time to get to licking and sucking almost biting with how fast he was going, you really didn’t know how much he missed you, and your pretty pussy but now you did.

Soft moans slipped from your lips as Mikey's free hand roamed up and down your thigh soothingly like he wasn’t absolutely devouring you right now “M…Manjiro…” You moaned out lightly as you leaned back against the couch throwing your head back.

Fuck how much he loved when you used his actual name. His jeans were tight and he felt a wet spot in his boxers from the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his tip, he might of even cum in his pants and didn't know it. It almost hurt from the neglect but that didn’t matter, he didn’t matter, only you mattered.

Your hand sprinted to his head tangling your fingers in his thick black hair that had been brushed for the first time in probably two weeks just for you to run your fingers through it and mess it all up. You noticed from the start of your relationship that Mikey always made sure he was looking the best for you, you’d walk into the room and he’d straighten his back and fix whatever annoyed or upset facial expression he had to smile at you so you didn’t think it was because of you. Emma always told you how he never cared about how he looked when going out until you popped up and he made sure he was looking the best. He had to for his best girl even if you weren’t really his girl right now.

“Fuck, you have no idea how much you mean to me.” The dark-eyed adult muttered sending vibrations up your spine, your back arched as your grip on his hand tightened. Your pretty moans were enough to make him cum in his pants right there like a little virgin getting head for the first time but he didn’t, he wanted to cum when he was inside you. When he was the closest to you when you two were practically like one person, where you couldn’t leave him.

You hummed in pleasure “You’re t-the–ughhh! T-the one who doesn’t know! I love–fuck–you more than anyone ‘jiroooo.” You whined out as if you were losing your mind. It was the truth, you loved him more than anyone and it hurt you so badly when he accused you of being unfaithful to him with rindou because you’d never and the fact that he couldn’t see how upset you were during the argument made you even more upset and made you do what you did.

Mikey didn’t respond and kept eating you out as your thighs squeezed his head.

Mikey felt his cock get even harder as the tip rubbed against the silk fabric of his boxers, fuck he was going to cum. Mikey shut his eyes tightly as he moaned into your pussy his fingers digging into the soft brown flesh of your thighs.

He blinked up at you once again feeling himself cumming in his pants. The sight of your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your mouth open letting out soft whimpers and breaths was probably enough to make him cum again. “Fuck.” Mikey whispered before raising his head from your cunt and replacing his tongue with two of his fingers, it didn’t take him long to start pumping them while continuing to give your clit attention with his thumb painting little circles on your bundle of nerves.

He leaned up your legs till on his shoulders giving him more access to finger you deeper almost hitting your cervix and pressed his lips to your soft ones that was trying to stop spilling moans so you could kiss your ex boyfriend.

Mikey was moaning simply at the kiss with his cock twitching once more in his pants while you two started to softly make out while you continued moaning into his mouth. He missed this so much, not just kissing while having sex but kissing in general.

Kissing you was the few times he was able to relax and be vulnerable melting into the kiss and whatever position both of you were in. He loved it and he loved breaking it to see your face after and how in love you looked when staring at him with that silly smile on your face. Mikey wondered if you were going to look at him like that this time, with such eyes filled with desire and care.

He broke the kiss his eyes fluttering open to see you looking at him with your narrowed eyes full of tears and some running down your fucked out face and whines escaping your throat, he wasn’t sure if it was because you wanted another kiss or because of the fingering but all he could focus on was your eyes widening to look at him better with endearment and delight pooling in your irises along with the tears.

A smile found its way on Mikey’s face, he got closer to you kissing away the tears that were rolling down the apples of your cheeks, your face smelled even sweeter than your thighs.

“Don’t cry pretty baby.” He muttered as he continued to kiss the little drops away, the saltiness of your tears resting on his lips and a bit falling onto his tongue. All this did was make you cry more, you were practically full-on sobbing right now, you missed him so much and this was the first time you were seeing him in a while. All you've wanted to do in these past days was just jump into his arms and cry apologizing profusely.

That combined with all the affection he was showing you right now was making you barely able to breathe with the tears and moans you were choking on.

You took your free hand and gripped his jaw before kissing him sloppily again nearly making your teeth knock into his, this kiss was harsher and sloppier than the first because you both craved more of each other. Having to be deprived of all the kisses, the cuddles, and the sex made you incredibly horny and lustful and now that you’ve got it, you weren’t settling for just one soft kiss but it didn’t really last long.

You broke the kiss with your mouth widening because you felt yourself coming undone on his fingersband of course, Mikey saw this coming “My angel's cumming?” He muttered tucking his face into the crook of your neck and planting small kisses at the base of your neck “Mhm! Y-yeah, yeah!” You yelped eagerly bucking your hips into his palm as he smiled into your neck “Go ahead, angel.” With those words, the bubble in your stomach popped and you squirted all over his hand and wrist with a yell escaping your throat, Mikey’s eyes widened at the mess you made on him as he pulled his fingers out getting a whine from your throat.

His fingers were damn near dripping with your cum and he smiled at the sight, he stuck out his tongue and put his fingers on them his tastebuds being overcome with your taste that he had gotten so used to over the year's that it was like drinking water to him.

“Guess my pretty baby really missed me.” He said looking back at you and continuing that kiss once again making you taste yourself.

Your hands clasped the sides of his face as you deepened the kiss before you rotated the two of you so that you lay back on the couch with him on top of you, Mikey began to fumble with the hem of his shorts while kicking his flip flops off on the floor “You good with this pretty?” He whispered in between breaths through the kiss while he slid his shorts and boxers off, you eagerly nodded not opening your eyes or wanting to break the kiss anymore. Mikey had already cum once but he was rock hard again and was ready for another round with you "Say it. I want you to say it." Mikey whispered again breaking the kiss and staring down at you.

You stared back at him your eyes still glossy with tears "I want you to fuck me, Manjiro." You said earning a grin from Mikey, he pressed a kiss to your cheek right under your eye.

“I missed you, baby, missed how good you smell.” Mikey repeated as his hands went to your knees, he spread your legs to give himself access as he broke the kiss sitting up straight on his knees.

You smiled at the compliment as you placed your hands on the sides of his face again while he aligned himself with your cunt.

Mikey loved to compliment you. It was like he complimented you for his own happiness because it was every moment of every day when you two were together that he was worshipping and praising you and even when coming here to apologize, on his knees to beg for forgiveness, he was still complimenting you but maybe that was because he was on his knees for an entirely different reason a few minutes ago.

You grunted as he pushed himself inside “I..ugnh…love you so much.” He muttered putting his face on your neck while you wrapped your arms around his neck “Love you too…y’know I’d never cheat on you right?” You muttered as he slowly began to move, he raised his head from your neck to look at you with hurt in his eyes “Of course, I trust you…I don’t know why I got so mad and said that…” Mikey started trying his hardest not to moan while you did not attempt to hide your own while you continued to look up at him “Then…w…why did–mhmmm! Y-you get s’ mad…?” The words came out as moans and whines while you held onto the back of his neck blinking for long periods because of the pleasure.

“I don’t know angel…I just, fuck. I know h-how he is a…ha! And it just got to me…” Mikey answered, you knew what he meant. You knew rindou too and you knew how he was with women, sure, ran was even worse than him being a player who somehow was still lazy and whatnot but rindou was still a flirt and Mikey didn’t like that.

He still shouldn’t have taken that out on you though “M’ sorry, so fuckin’ sorry.” The Sano male panted as he rocked back and forth his hands placed by your head to hold himself up “S’ okay, I for-forgive you…” You managed to moan out surprised at the words coming out clearly, Mikey didn’t respond and just quickened his pace making you throw your head back against the cushions stretching your neck while your back arched high in the air.

Your arms fell limb onto the couch above your head as you squeezed your eyes shut tight with every hit to your cervix, your bonnet now long gone somewhere either on the floor or on the couch, you didn’t care, you weren’t going to sleep right now anyway not with Mikey stretching out your walls and his moaning and groaning in your ear about how sorry he was and how beautiful you are in this state.

Mikey’s hand went to your button-up pajama shirt and began to unbutton it quickly by tearing it open and popping off a few buttons which you whined about as you looked at your shirt that was now open revealing your bra which Mikey had snuck his hand under groping your chest.

“I’ll buy you another shirt, fuck. I’ll buy you a whole damn new set if that's what you want!” Mikey said moaning at the end of his sentence with his voice getting higher as he closed his eyes with strands of his black hair sticking to his forehead.

Your back arched once more and you bucked your hips up feeling yourself cumming once more due to the Sano male “G-god!” You stammered your hands coming down to your sides and gripping the fabric of the cushions while Mikey squeezed on your tit, you tightened around him cumming once again but he didn’t.

Your walls fluttered around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head feeling Mikey's nonstop thrusts his tip hitting that spongy spot over and over. "A-Ah!" You moaned.

He moaned at the feeling of you cumming but kept going but it only took a few thrusts for him to burst “Fuck! I love you!” He shouted with his hands flying to your hips pushing them down onto the couch as he coated your walls white with his seed, he stared down at you for a second or two before allowing himself to fall onto your chest with one last curse falling from his lips as you breathed heavily.

Mikey let out deep breaths as he turned his head up to look at you “Take me back?” He asked lowly still regaining his breath and you made eye contact with him before a smile formed on your face “Of course.”

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#manjiro sano #mikey sano #manjiro sano smut #manjiro sano x reader #racer!mikey #mikey x reader smut #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers smut #black!reader #black!fem!reader #black!y/n #standing on business #torasplanet .ᐟ #marls-fics .ᐟ #◛⑅·˚mikey baby

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rafesangelita · 27 days ago

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໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ season four (part one) let’s talk about it..

epsiode one:

betting the last nug of gold is such a jj thing to do, i couldn’t even be mad at him. but betting all they had KNOWING that bike was trash?? PLEASE BE SERIOUS. and that weird kook guy that said all of the cut was going to be figure eight soon? i feel like that was potential for the plot to keep going.. who knows though. jiara was so cute here i love them. BUT RAFE??? he looks so good it’s insane.

episode two:

rafe and sofia going to topper’s party and him yelling at that girl like that caught me so off guard lmaooo. i had seen a couple of ppl on x saying that sofia was being a pick me with the whole ‘hey, stop it.’ thing when rafe wanted to keep fighting but i don’t see the cringe??? i think she actually cares about him and doesnt want him to get in any unnecessary trouble. omfg and dale telling cleo ‘i like your accent, welcome to our country.’ can we just kill him off now plsss?? that weird cougar can go too!

episode three:

SOFIA IS A CONFIRMED LATINA!!! I KNEW THE ACTRESS PLAYING HER WAS LATINA, BUT FOR IT TO BE CANON NOW?? I LOVEEEEEE!! also her dad asking her to urge rafe to make a deal for money behind his back??? i hope she doesn’t disappoint me omg.

UPDATE: SO RAFE DISAPPOINTED ME INSTEAD. talking about sofia, saying ‘i won’t live with a pogue, i have standards.’ i’m glad sofia made that deal with the cougar now ngl

episode four:

literally FUCK ruthie. ‘we have to protect ourselves’ ma’am— you nearly killed kie and actually did kill an innocent baby turtle, pls don’t play with me rn. can everyone target her now instead of sofia?? pls and thank you!

anger aside, the entire scene of rafe and sofia in the bathroom made me go insane!!!! i kept pausing and rewinding it was terrible.

episode five:

three words: CLEO DESERVES BETTER. i felt so bad for her this episode, kie telling cleo not to look when the guys were moving terrence’s body made me want to cryyyy omfg. i really hope she gets to have her revenge, she deserves AT LEAST that.

LARISSA BEING JJ’S MOM???? LUKE NOT BEING JJ’S BIOLOGICAL DAD??? I CALLED IT AS SOON AS THEY SHOWED THE NEWSPAPER WITH JJ’S MOM AND HIS BABY PICTURE. AND JJ’S DAD BEING WITH THE COUGAR LADY???? I GASPED WHEN I SAW RAFE WITH THE POGUES AT THE END OF THE EPISODE. i seriously can’t wait for the next part.

#𝜗𝜚 ‧₊˚ ⊹ misc #SPOILERS AHEAD #outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron x reader #outer banks season 4 #outer banks 4 #drew starkey

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diegosumbrella · 3 months ago

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My observations from s4 of Umbrella Academy

I dont even wanna talk about the main plot of whatever the fuck that car crash of a season four was, but heres some plot discrepancies I noticed while watching Umbrella Academy.

!! Season four spoilers under the 'see more' !!

- Luther's unnecessary body change

It's stated so clearly in s1 that Luther never gained his body from the marigold or developed it along with his powers. When he was up on that mission on the moon, he had an accident and Pogo had to donate his blood which resulted in Luther having that monkey body we all know and love.

So as Luther drank that said marigold, why would he suddenly gain back the blood donated from pogo and the body that comes along with that..? It's as if the writers themselves forgot why he had that body. Why write in unnecessary body dysphoria for my poor baby?

- Diego's sudden appearance of ab's

Listen. I am the last fucking person to complain about a Diego Hargreeves shirtless scene, where you see his pecs quite literally bounce BUT why did he change so drastically from 'dad bod' to suddenly 'ripped'?

I read an article interview with Steve Blackman and saw a few snippets from a podcast that explained that David (Diego's actor) didn't want to gain weight for the role, which is totally understandable. But if you have an actor who doesn't want to gain weight for this role, why not just keep Diego as fit?

Due to the short six episodes, it's extremely easy to miss how Diego slowly becomes more fit as time progressed. For most, and also myself at first, that fighting scene just looked confusing as fuck. Like two episodes before, Lila was calling you 'tubby' (or whatever the fuck she said), so why do you have abs now?? Where did the dilf diego dad bod disappear to :(

- Allison's beloved Ray just leaving her

I'm not sure if i'm taking this the wrong way completely but... In the scene after Allison had given Klaus the marigold against his wishes, but also to save his life. As Klaus is calling out every member of the family, he mentions how he 'took care of Allison when Ray walked out'.

Like i'm sorry but the fuck do you mean Ray just walked out?? Why did he leave Allison if she had no powers. She'd clearly built a better life for herself and began to change her mindset for the better, compared to s3 she's drastically better.

It's never explained (probably again for the lack of episodes) and it's never even mentioned again. Like does Allison share custody of Claire with Ray? Does Claire even see her father? I have so many questions and once again, a severe lack of answers.

- Klaus breaking his five year sobriety

As much as us as an audience are aware of Klaus' addictive tendencies and his utter thirst for form of drug in the former seasons, but why establish that he's not only been sober for three entire years but he's also now a huge germaphobe just for him to ruin it in five seconds.

The main problem I had with this is the fact none of the siblings, including and most importantly Allison, had zero reaction to this. They weren't upset, angry, disappointed or fuck it even happy. They practically ignored the fact their brothers three year detox went out the window.

Five's ability to time jump

Before I get you all jumping up my arse, i'm fully aware I could discuss how they completely just fucked his character development and his entire personality as a whole for a shitty romance that made absolutely no sense but I'm gonna make a separate post on that because oh boy do I have some shite to say.

ANYWAY.

I can't even go into much detail with this one but why is it that every time five attempts to do his time jumps, he ends up in that subway but when he does it with Lila in that end episode.. he can suddenly just jump..?? normally?? Like why. Why can he now only just time jump as he used too. WHY WAS THE SUBWAY NEEDED FOR OTHER THAN FOR THAT AWFUL FIVE X LILA PLOT????

It's as if the writers couldn't come up with a way to get the brellies into that building with Ben so instead of using critical thinking and writing them breaking in, they just said 'fuck it make him time jump with Lila'. Like no I have questions??

#umbrella academy im so disappointed and just overall let down by this #i honestly thought the ending itself was a good ending on its own #it was bound to happen ever since this cycle of ending the world began. they were the problem #its just these discrepancies and the awful plot lines #like why #diego hargreeves #umbrella academy #umbrella academy spoilers #umbrella academy season 4 #klaus hargreeves #luther hargreeves #allison hargreeves #five hargreaves x reader #five hargreeves #diego hargreeves x reader #the umbrella academy

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dokidokitsuna · 8 months ago

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Tragic Sky

(very long salty rant ahead (+new Alterna backstory, though! ^^;))

So I've always thought Alterna’s backstory, despite being presented as a grand mystery that’s definitely worth fighting through 90% of the missions to uncover in its entirety…was kinda stupid. :/ I’m all for humanity destroying itself for ridiculous reasons, but trying to launch a rocket in an enclosed space?? Are you serious…? o_O How could the Alternans devote such immense amounts of time and energy to something like that without once thinking, “hey, uh…burning metric tons of high-energy fuel inside of our flammable safety dome might be a little unsafe, idk”.

And it shouldn’t even have been necessary! DX I mean, if they were able to build a dome like that in the first place, wouldn’t they have some sort of scaffolding or elevator system they could use to reach the top and just literally climb out if they wanted to leave that badly?? Had Alterna existed for so long that the technology used to create it was lost to time (seeing as it’s implied that Alterna was destroyed by its SECOND generation, I doubt it)...?? Or, did the writers suddenly realize that coming up with pseudo-scientific lore that explains why inkfishes resemble humanity is wholly unnecessary and adds nothing to the themes of Splatoon…but it was too late to rework the concept, so they just finished off the story with whatever-the-heck and called it a day. ¯_(ツ)_/¯ I guess we’ll never know...

Anyway, my version of Alterna’s backstory starts with a similar premise: humans invented crystal thingies that can manifest people’s desires and whatnot…but this alone caused conflict that eventually doomed Alterna. People began to make their own interpretations of other people’s desires, judging and condemning them for how they manifested. They began treating the crystals’ reflections as compulsory measures of morality and worth, rather than simple expressions of the human heart that exist outside of a good/bad binary. Alterna’s leaders envisioned themselves creating a society of ‘pure truth’, free from the destructive power of deceit and subterfuge…all the while ignoring the destructive power of paranoia and exclusion that they immersed themselves in.

Exclusion escalated to oppression, which eventually spawned rebellion: plans were made to create a rocket that would allow a select group of ‘undesirables’ to escape Alterna for the surface world, destroying the integrity of their safe haven in the process. Despite not knowing what was waiting for them out there, they were willing to take the risk in the name of freedom. Eventually, this secret plan was revealed to the public, resulting in Alterna’s first and last civil war. As the Alternans began to fight and kill each other, the crystals were overwhelmed with the unprecedented ferocity of their clashing desires-- “a violent and terrible chain reaction ensued”, and the energy within them exploded outward. The sky dome, still filled with the beautiful blue of the peoples’ wishes for peace and happiness, came crumbling down, raining fire and shrapnel upon Alterna. The still-poisoned air of the outside world flowed freely into the cavern, ensuring the eventual death of anyone who might have survived.

…Then the crystals fell in the ocean, the sea creatures were imbued with human hopes and dreams, yadda yadda, all that’s basically the same as the canon too. And although I still think it’s unneeded (the mere concept of a bygone humanity in Splatoon carries plenty of weight without all this “lore”, imo), at least now the story isn’t stupid!

It speaks to the way humans actually treat each other, and blames their downfall on their long-established bad habits of cruelty and callousness, rather than morally-neutral traits like ambition and pursuit of the unknown (I would never have expected “curiosity killed the cat” as the lesson of the day from Splatoon, of all franchises. o_O This IS the same game that celebrates individual expression and forging your own path, right…?)

Anyway…I’m gonna be using elements of this rewritten backstory and the theme of “manifesting desires” to flesh out the final boss encounter and Agent 3’s subtle character arc. So please look forward to that~

#splatoon #re_rise #splatoon 3 #new agent 3 #alterna

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kirawaswrong · 2 years ago

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somewhere in the haze

summary: You made a mistake that nearly cost you your life. Now your boyfriend is pissed at you, and you're not completely sure why. Is there hope for reconciliation?

pairing: chuuya nakahara x female! reader

genre: slight angst, smut

word count: 4k+

warnings: MDNI!! starts angsty but then...., fingering, oral (fem receiving), soft dom chuu [kinda], bratty reader [a bit], aka I finally am dipping my toes into smut, also depictions of stabbing

note: I wrote smut, ya’ll!!! But being me, there is a story too. Dealing with big emotions and all that jazz. I hope you enjoy!

Getting ready for work wasn’t usually an arduous affair. You had it down to a routine, and even made an event of it. While cooking breakfast, you were a celebrity chef. When taking a shower, you’d give the concert of a lifetime. But today, nothing was making it easier. It was your first day back in over a month. It should have been a cause for celebration. But you were in a fight with your boyfriend.

The previous night's events played on repeat in your head while you put your clothes on. You brushed your teeth, and all you could think of was Chuuya's furrowed brow. The fight made you see the past month in a new light. You felt stupid for not realizing his feelings sooner.

You were working on a solo assignment. It was pretty standard, and in fact, one you’d done several times before. It was security for a jewelry store. The store turned a blind eye to the Port Mafia's illegal jewelry ring. In return, sometimes they'd request a member come by and watch over the place.

It was late at night. It seemed like a rare uneventful day was about to pass by. But then a tall, slender man tried to enter the store after hours. You knew you could take him, so you chased him to the roof. Before he could turn, you socked him in the back of the head. He fell immediately, out cold.

You were sure you’d incapacitated him enough to call for someone to assist you in disposing of him. As soon as your back was to him, an arm wrapped around your throat. Pain shocked your lower abdomen; he'd stabbed you. He called you a dumb bitch before removing the knife and throwing you to the ground.

With a shaky hand, you reached for your phone. The warm ooze of your blood made it too difficult to maneuver it to call for help. Your wound went from feverish to frigid, and the edges of the world got a lot fuzzier. As you faded, you thought of the hardships you’d faced and how you finally felt like you belonged somewhere. And now you were gonna die on top of a shitty building.

Your last thoughts were of Chuuya, and how you hoped he wouldn’t have to see your corpse. Then, everything went black.

---

But the Port Mafia had your back. You awoke with a sharp ache in your stomach and a heaviness in your head. Before even blinking your eyes open, you knew you were in the organization’s medical wing.

“You’re awake.”

The voice that spoke was one you knew well but never failed to slice a shiver down your spine.

You forced your eyes open. Mori Ougai stood like a shadow by your bed. His hands clasped behind his back. He held an almost bored expression as if your stabbing was a mild inconvenience to him.

“Hi boss,” you said. You tried to sit up to formally address him but hissed in pain.

“Refrain from unnecessary movements for the time being,” He said. “The blade nicked your appendix, so I took the liberty of removing it for you.”

Wow, a surprise appendectomy. How thoughtful.

“We’d received no communication from you in some time,” Mori said. “So it was clear you were in danger. If you’d lost one more liter of blood, you would be dead. That’s why I started a transfusion.”

You looked down to see an IV in your inner right arm. Blood came from a bag, and you knew better than to question its origins.

This wasn’t the first time you’d woken up in the medical wing, nor would it be the last. But usually, someone else was at your bedside.

“So,” you said, “Where is-?”

“Chuuya will be here shortly,” Mori interrupted. “He wasn’t notified until it was certain whether you would live or die.”

You weren’t surprised. If Chuuya knew the extent of your injuries, he’d tear the world apart to be there. From Mori’s perspective, wherever Chuuya was had more importance than being with you.

“For now, continue to rest,” Mori smiled in a way that was supposed to offer comfort. “If there are no complications, you can go home tomorrow.”

“What about work?” You blurted out.

“We’ll discuss the matter later.”

Mori administered more pain medication and left the room. Before you could think about much else, the drugs knocked you into a hazy sleep. At some point, you swore you heard muffled voices outside the room. Your eyes were too heavy to open, but you felt a warm gloved hand holding your own. You slept deeper after that.

---

The next day, you went home. Naturally, Chuuya took you to his place. Resting was imperative to your recovery, and you had trouble with that sometimes.

Once at the penthouse, Chuuya set you up in the guestroom. When you weren’t recovering from a knife wound and impromptu surgery, you were used to sleeping with him in his bed. You thought that he was afraid of impeding the healing process.

Once you were comfortable in the bed, he told you to stay put.

“If you don’t,” he said, “I’ll use my ability on you.”

His crooked smile and delivery of the threat told you it was a joke. But there wasn’t much joy behind his eyes. You made a noise somewhere between a laugh and a cough.

That set the tone for your stay. You weren’t completely oblivious. Something was wrong with Chuuya. He went through the motions of aiding in your recovery. He helped you bathe, changed your dressings, and made sure you took your medicine. But the other times Chuuya rehabilitated you, he’d be smirking and telling jokes. When you worried, he'd give you soft kisses. This time, he was more…sterile.

You told yourself that it was because of how close to death you were this time. And in a way, you were right.

A week later, you had a partial return to work. Though your wound had superficially healed, internal damage was still possible. So you were stuck doing nothing but paperwork. You fucking hated it. Everyone at the Port Mafia had to deal with papers, but not hour after hour, day after day. You felt like a glorified secretary. You were eager to go on missions again.

When you shared those thoughts with Chuuya, you received a slight nod and silence. It was odd, as your perseverance and enthusiasm were what had attracted him to you in the first place.

A few weeks later, Mori told you that you would be able to return to full-time duties the following day. Though it was exciting, you felt deflated. Chuuya had been so distant, you didn’t want to tell him. He was an executive, so the odds were he already knew.

That night after dinner, he confirmed your suspicions. At the table, you nonchalantly said you were nervous and excited to leave paperwork duty. Chuuya’s expression darkened, and he sighed. You decided it was time to rip off the bandaid.

“That was a pretty heavy sigh.”

He said nothing.

“What’s up?”

“I don’t think you should go back yet,” he said.

It was your turn to sigh. “Look, babe. I know it was a pretty serious injury, but I’ll be fine.”

“It’s not about that. I think we should go over training again.”

“Chuuya, I’ve been in the mafia for almost a year now,” you said. “Training ended a long time ago.”

“Well, maybe you need a refresher course,” he said in a venom-soaked tone.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

Everyone knew Chuuya was an explosively angry man. His yelling was nothing to scoff at, but it wasn’t out of the ordinary. What most people didn’t know was how terrifying it was when he was quiet.

“I never thought you would be so reckless. Turning your back on an opponent while on a solo mission. Didn’t even call for backup or anything.”

You felt like a stone sank into your stomach. The other shoe dropped. He was…angry at you.

“I tried,” you sputtered. “But the blood was coming out, and I-”

“You should have called for someone as soon as you saw the guy.”

“He was a beanpole,” you said. “I thought I could take him!”

“He might not have been alone. What would you have done then?”

You were at a loss for words. “I just…I-”

“You got cocky,” Chuuya finished. “Which is exactly what I’ve warned you against since day one, haven’t I? Don’t get a big head, and never turn your back on anyone. Especially if you’re alone!”

“So, what, am I the only person who’s ever made a mistake?” You spat back.

“You can’t afford to make mistakes like that,” his voice rose. “You make those mistakes, you die!”

“You think I don’t know that?” You exclaimed. “That’s all I could think about on the roof!”

“Good,” Chuuya said. “Hold onto that feeling. Next time you’re on a mission, you can think of it. Then you'll remember to cover your ass and you won't pull something like that again.”

A tense silence hung over the room. You were both heated and so angry. You knew better than to say anything. Having the last word would be a petty thing to worry about.

But anger made you a petty person.

“Fine,” you said. “I will remember that feeling. When I go out on the field tomorrow.”

Chuuya scoffed. “I don’t want you to go back out yet!”

“So sorry, Mr. Nakahara,” your voice dripped with sardonic respect. “I know I made you and the rest of the higher-ups look bad, but I have to get back to doing my job.”

You got up from the table and began to storm from the kitchen. Two steps later, Chuuya’s hand wrapped around your forearm.

“We’re not done talking.”

“I am,” you said.

He turned you around to face him. Anger still filled his eyes, but his jaw wasn’t quite as clenched.

“You can’t just run away from this,” he said. His voice softened to the slightest degree. “I’m not saying this as your superior. As someone who cares about you, I don’t know if you’re ready to go back out there yet. Is that so hard to understand?”

You wanted to agree with him. Fall into his arms, and put the whole mess of a fight behind you. But pride was something you shared with Chuuya.

“I’m going in tomorrow,” you said. “And you won’t stop me.”

After a moment, he let your arm go.

You packed your things and came into the living room with a suitcase. Without a word, Chuuya helped you put everything in his car. Neither of you spoke on the drive. The silence was relentless in the parking lot. When you left the car, he finally spoke.

“Be careful.”

You gave a nod and headed into your building.

---

Which led to your first day back. A day that should have been celebratory, but was now marred with grey.

Besides a few passing remarks from colleagues, no one made a big deal about your recovery or return. It was the mafia. People pulled through from worse injuries all the time.

You had no solo assignments that day, which you were thankful for. Not because of fear, but because it was easier to shut your mind off and focus. You did keep your word and were very careful.

During downtime, the argument swirled around in your head. Chuuya trusted you. He knew that you were well-trained. Why would he say you weren’t ready to go out on your own anymore?

The end of the day came. When you got to your car, he leaned against it with his arms crossed.

You weren’t sure if you felt relieved or annoyed.

“Can we talk?”

You sighed. “Yeah.”

He slid into the passenger’s seat with you in the driver’s.

For a moment, he said nothing. Both of you stared forward. You were starting to wonder why the two of you had so many tense silences in cars.

“So,” you said. “You wanted to talk.”

“You didn’t get hurt today,” he said.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Good.”

Another silence.

“Look, Chuuya-”

“I didn’t mean what I said.”

You turned to him. “Okay?”

“You’re good at your job,” he said, turning to you. “I’d be an idiot not to know that.”

“Then why did you make me feel like I don’t know what I’m doing?” You asked.

He sighed, leaning his head back on the seat. “Babe…You almost died.”

“Yeah, I know that, but–”

“No, you almost died. It scared the hell out of me.”

You didn’t know what to say.

“I know anyone could fuck up and wind up dead,” he continued. “But you’re not just anyone.”

His eyes were on you. He reached over the console to hold one of your hands in both of his.

“I don’t wanna lose you.”

Your resolve melted like a puddle. “Why didn’t you just say this like a month ago?”

He chuckled without humor. “I was afraid I’d blow up at ya.”

“Thank god that didn’t happen,” you deadpanned.

“I am sorry,” he said. “Look, either of us could die any day.”

“Is this supposed to make me feel better?”

“It’s the truth,” he said, squeezing your hand. “But I need you to do everything you can to keep yourself alive.”

His eyes shone with sincerity, and your lingering anger evaporated.

“Only if you promise to do the same,” you said. “I’m sorry for worrying you.”

He pulled you across the console and held you against his chest. You embraced each other for what seemed like an eternity before he broke the silence.

“Wanna come to my place tonight?”

---

With the fight resolved and put behind you, it was easy to return to the domesticity you’d both grown accustomed to. Chuuya ordered takeout from one of your favorite restaurants. Throughout the meal, his eyes couldn't stay off of you.

After dinner, you sat on the couch together, barely watching an old sitcom rerun. Your back was against his torso, and his arms wrapped around your waist. You chattered on about your first day back.

“...And then Higuchi kept trying to get Akutagawa’s attention even though I’ve told her a thousand times that he–Chuuya!”

He’d leaned forward to kiss the side of your neck.

“Go ahead,” He murmured against your delicate skin. “I’m listening.”

You made an earnest attempt of continuing your story. Chuuya thwarted it by nibbling and sucking below your ear.

“Y-you’re distracting me,” you fought the urge to moan.

“Am I?” He chuckled.

You gasped as his hands crept down to your thighs, gently pulling them further apart. His dick began to harden against your back.

“I’ve just been thinking, baby,” he murmured. “Between your injury and our fight, there’s a lot of things we haven’t been able to do in a while. Wanna start doing them again tonight?”

You answered with a breathless whimper and he kneaded his fingers on your thighs. His touches crept closer to the heat pooling between your legs.

But then, he stopped his movements and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Only if you want to,” he said. “No pressure, okay?”

You turned your head to smooch his cheek.

“I do want to,” you breathed. “I really want to.”

---

In previous instances of lovemaking, Chuuya could be a bit rough. This benefitted both of you. It helped him work out some of his aggression. And for you? Well, you found it hot.

But tonight, he placed you gently in the middle of the bed. His eyes remained locked with yours as he removed his waistcoat and pants. He joined you on the soft sheets, framing one of your thighs with both of his. He tangled a gloved hand in your hair and then leaned down to kiss you. His lips pressed onto your lips, your heart thunked against your ribs. Warmth bloomed from your chest and spread throughout your entire body. You wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer. Chuuya rubbed his knee against the heat between your legs, causing you to moan into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, a smirk across his lips.

“You okay?” He asked, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“Yeah,” you gasped. His knee still rested squarely against your crotch. “I’m very much okay.”

He chuckled. “Tell me if that changes, got it?”

You nodded. Before you could verbally respond, he moved his thumb from your cheek to your lips.

“Would you take this off for me, sweetheart?”

You opened your mouth and gingerly bit the tip of the glove. He pulled his hand back, releasing it from the leather.

He took the glove from you, planting a quick kiss on your lips.

“Thank you.”

“No problem,” you responded, trying to pretend your face wasn’t burning hot.

His next target was your collarbone. You’d have hickeys by morning with the way he sucked and scraped his teeth against the soft expanse of skin. He untucked your shirt, slipping his hand underneath and up your torso. Your nipples responded to his touch from beneath the fabric of your bra.

“We gotta level the playing field, babe,” he playfully admonished against your neck.

“Hmm?”

“I’m practically naked,” he said. “And here you are, still fully clothed. Doesn’t seem fair.”

You snorted. Chuuya wore so many layers of clothing that being in a dress shirt and boxers really was close to nudity for him.

“I see your point,” you said.

You pushed him off, sitting up and pulling your shirt over your head. A smug grin played on your lips when you saw the way he looked at you. Even in your everyday bra, he still made it seem like you wore the most mouthwatering lingerie he’d seen in his life.

“Better?” You asked.

He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close and kissing you again.

“Almost,” he murmured against your lips.

And with one hand, he unclasped your bra.

“Chuuya!” You laughed out a reprimand. The impressiveness of the act outweighed any embarrassment. Still, you held the garment against your chest.

“What?”

“I’d hardly call this an even playing field,” you said.

“Semantics,” he scoffed, waving a hand. “Now, get your fuckin’ arms outta the way, would ya?”

You playfully rolled your eyes but did as he said, and removed the bra completely.

He laid you back on the bed, hovering over you. Mindfully keeping his weight off of you, he grasped your breasts. His mouth found your right nipple, sucking on it hard while his gloved hand played with the left.

With a moan, your head rolled back onto the pillow. When he switched to the left nipple, you raised up to look at him. He'd closed his eyes, and he seemed to be at peace with everything in the world.

“Enjoying yourself, Chuu?” You teased.

His eyes shot open, and his face rivaled his hair in redness.

“Yeah,” he said after dislodging from your breast. “And I bet I’m not the only one.”

His bare hand traced down your torso and into your pants. He traced a finger against your panties, feeling the soaked-through fabric.

“You’re pretty wet,” he said. “Want me to do something about it?”

“Uh-huh,” you gasped.

“Aw, where’d that smart mouth of yours go, babe?”

You narrowed your eyes, saying nothing.

He chuckled but relented by pushing your panties aside. He slid his finger down your slit before plunging two fingers inside. The fingers crooked inside you in the most delicious way.

“Now, tell me,” he said, continuing to work you from the inside. “Is there anything else you want me to do to you?”

“Y-yes,” you stammered.

“And, uh,” he stroked your shoulder with a gloved finger. “What exactly would that be?”

You fought to form a sentence. “I think you already know.”

He smirked, looking at you from beneath his lashes. “Yeah, I have a pretty good idea. But I wanna hear you say it.”

“Chuuya,” you whined. “Please.”

“C’mon, pretty girl. Use your words. I’ll take good care of ya if you do.”

The way he was using his damn words–and his fingers–was driving you crazy.

You drew in a shaky breath and looked straight into his eyes.

“I want you to make me cum on your tongue.”

His smirk intensified and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“Good girl. Now, was that so hard?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you said. “Quit teasing and put your mouth to better use.”

“Hey now,” his tone playfully darkened. He withdrew his fingers from your core and lewdly sucked them dry. “Don’t forget who’s in charge here.”

You rolled your eyes. “Sorry, Chu.”

He muttered something that sounded suspiciously like “brat” and sat back on his heels. He removed his other glove, tossing it aside. He peeled off your pants and discarded your underwear.

Your eyes lingered on the ceiling while his gaze raked over your nude body. The intensity of his eyes tracing over every inch of you was something you weren’t sure you’d ever get used to. His thumb smoothed over the raised skin of the new scar that brandished the skin above your right hip.

“Look at me,” he said.

He rewarded you with a lovestruck smile when you did what he said.

“You’re fuckin’ beautiful, y’know?”

“Yeah, my boyfriend’s mentioned it from time to time,” you giggled.

“I’ll tell ya every day if I have to.”

He put a pillow beneath your hips to elevate you and then began to settle himself between your legs. He tossed his hair over his shoulder to get it out of his way. His arms wrapped around your legs, and his hands pressed into the soft flesh. He pressed kisses to your inner thigh, inching closer to where you desperately wanted him.

His face was mere centimeters from your center. His blue eyes locked onto your face. He ran his tongue over his top lip.

And then he kissed the other thigh.

“Chuu, come on!” You whined. “You’ve kept me waiting long enough.”

He tsked under his breath. “Be patient.”

“I have been,” you argued.

“You’re gonna get what you want,” he reasoned. “I promised you that, didn’t I?”

You sighed, leaning your head back against the pillow.

“Yeah, you did,” You grumbled. “But I thought, you know, it’d be some time tonight and wouldn’t take forever-oh!”

In your exasperation, you failed to notice the devilish look on Chuuya’s face as he dove in to lick your slit firmly. He ended it with a flick to your clit with the tip of his tongue.

When you returned your gaze to him, the sight was almost too much to bare. His eyes danced with gloating. Your thighs framed his handsome face.

The admiration turned into more ecstasy as he continued.

He gave you another unyielding lick and then began to suck on your clit. You moaned shamelessly, burying your hands in his hair. When you tugged at his roots, his groan reverberated into you in the most wonderful way. Spurred on, he shoved two fingers back inside of you.

It was clear you wouldn’t last long. His tongue curled around your clit now, with the tips of his fingers crooking against you from the inside. Your eyes slammed shut and your mouth gaped open. Sparks flew in the darkness of your vision. And before long, you came while crying his name.

His mouth continued to work you through it. On the onset of overstimulation, you whined and pulled his hair harder.

Chuuya pulled away with a lopsided grin. “Tapping out already?”

Too dazed to shoot a quip at him, you nodded with a grin of your own.

He released your legs, paused to gently kiss your scar, and made his way up your body. His lips met yours again, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.

“I’ve missed you,” he said, resting his forehead against yours. “Missed this too.”

“Same here,” you murmured.

Though the moment was tender, your heart was still racing. Reuniting with Chuuya made you feel so relieved. And he made you feel safe, loved, and taken care of.

But you couldn’t help but notice how hard his dick was against your thigh.

Your hand reached down and palmed the outside of his boxers, earning a stuttering gasp from him.

“Now we gotta take care of you.”

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