#omega!chikage

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - SPRING TROUPE] ⚜

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characters: sakuya sakuma | masumi usui | tsuzuru minagi | itaru chigasaki | citron | chikage utsuki summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: references to injury rating: sfw a/n: this was a different experience to write after all the supernatural nonsense of arcana and obey me, really not sure if this is as exciting as those ones, but y'know, sometimes a bit of a chill pill is a good thing.

~🎕

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≿━━━━༺❀ sakuya sakuma ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were, to put it nicer than anyone else at the time bothered to, a disgraced actor who'd just moved away from your home country to japan in order to start over so to speak. mostly you were just in the middle of getting situated into a new country and living style.

✿ you were 18, and out of those years you'd been an actor for nine. sakuya and you had barely a year of age difference, with him being 17 at the time.

✿ you were in veludo way as you'd heard it was a good place to look for employement as an actor, when you came across a young man advertising try-outs for their company, mankai. you politely asked for one, which ended in sakuya staring at you in awe for a long time before you just awkwardly took one of the fliers and fled the scene.

✿ you showed up to the try-outs the next day, which didn't end up being a lot as you were given the position immediately by the eager looking director. sakuya finally introduced himself and the two of you were set to share a room together.

✿ sakuya was immediately in awe upon seeing you, i mean, you were famous! a talented actor who had years on him in the industry! and you were talking to him! after calming down from his fangirling, he actually came to appreciate your positive and cheerful disposition. you thought sakuya was sort of cute, if not a little overwhelming with his hero-worship. but once he managed to calm down, he made for good company and was eager to help you get settled down in your shared room.

≿━━━━༺❀ masumi usui ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an aspiring actor, who despite your tremendous talent had thus far been rejected from every theatre company you'd tried out for. thankfully, a certain director happened to see one of your try-outs and scouted you to join her company.

✿ you were sixteen at the time, though you'd started your hobby of acting when you were just five years old to the delight of your mothers. masumi was also sixteen.

✿ you were brought to the mankai company doors by izumi, where she informed everyone that you'd be joining the spring troupe. masumi wasn't all too happy about the attention you were receiving from her, and after being informed that the two of you would be roommates proceeded to insult you and walk away.

✿ masumi pretty much ignored you from then on, even as you were moving to your shared room. you didn't really care, though you would've loved if he got off his ass long enough to pick up his own stuff from his side of the room. it's how he ended up with a book thrown at his face.

✿ masumi absolutely did not like you upon first meeting. you were far too pretty and izumi was already praising you, you were bound to take her away from him. the book incident most certainly didn't help his opinion of you either. you didn't pay any mind to masumi really, his opinions on you were his own problem. it wasn't until you actually had to start sharing a living space with him did you start getting even a bit annoyed with him and his habits.

≿━━━━༺❀ tsuzuru minagi ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a set designer looking for work, as you'd just recently become the legal guardian of your three younger siblings and needed to support the three of you. so, you'd applied to work at the mankai company and somehow got roped into doing acting work as well.

✿ you were 20 years old, two years older than tsuzuru. you'd been working as a set designer to about a year at that point, which is probably why you needed to apply at such a small company.

✿ you were hired to design and help build the set for mankai company's first production, which is why you didn't get to meet the rest of the actors at first. it wasn't until izumi brought tsuzuru to see the set for some inspiration did you two meet and hit it off, which lead to the two of you being assigned roommates.

✿ you didn't really spend a lot of time in your room, on account of having to look after your siblings and being busy with the set, so most of the time you only saw tsuzuru and the rest during practice sessions.

✿ tsuzuru admired your work immensely upon first meeting, and came to admire you as a person when he found out about your family situation. you were so... so kind and caring, always hard at work, that he couldn't help but grow a bit of a crush immediately. you didn't have much of an opinion on tsuzuru upon your first meeting beyond him being easy to get along with, but after being placed as roommates you came to appreciate his kindness and dedication to taking care of people.

≿━━━━༺❀ itaru chigasaki ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were recovering from a career ending injury that you had sustained while swimming in the ocean. having previously been a professional swimmer, you were still looking for what you wanted to do next and acting seemed like a good fit.

✿ you were 24, at the peak of your career just before it was all over. you'd been in recovery for about four months at that point. itaru was 23.

✿ you'd actually previously met in some online games you'd been playing while you had to be off your feet, but you didn't officially meet until you moved into the mankai dormitory after izumi recruited you to join the spring troupe. you were placed with itaru, to his initial annoyance.

✿ after moving into your shared room, you discovered itaru's "secret" and subsequently realized that you'd met before. after that whole debacle, itaru made it his life's mission to introduce you to as many games of his as possible.

✿ itaru was initially rather annoyed with your mere presence, but after realizing that you'd met before, playing games, he became much more amicable to your presence in his room. not to mention, you were hot as fuck. you didn't initially think much of itaru, until you figured out that they were your gaming buddy who'd been a great comfort to you during your recovery. after that your relationship skyrocketed in closeness, and your huge crush grew just behind.

≿━━━━༺❀ citron ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ well, truth to be told, you were a princex of a certain country, but due to your status as second born you were allowed certain freedoms that you took advantage of by travelling and looking for your personal paradise in the world.

✿ you were 24, you'd been spending the last five years just travelling and seeing the world. citron was 22, having just recently arrived in japan.

✿ you were vaguely aware of citron's existence even prior to meeting him, which is why it was surprising to come across him on the veludo way while you were sightseeing. extremely curious, you went up to him to have a chat which lead to him (poorly) telling you about the mankai company which led you to wanting to check it out, and then absolutely falling in love with the place and joining the spring troupe.

✿ izumi was... surprised by your enthusiasm for joining, but accepted after seeing your talent and assigned you to room with citron. and let's just say that we don't talk about the disaster that is two members of royalty sharing a room.

✿ citron found you so interesting, with all your worldly stories and knowledge. even if some of your talks were... strange, your free-spirit more than made up for it. if only you would stay still for more than five minutes to have those talks. you thought citron was just the cutest thing ever, especially his rudimentary japanese. sure, you could talk to him in his native tongue, but what's the fun in that? besides, his drive to learn was just too adorable.

≿━━━━༺❀ chikage utsuki ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a nurse working at the mankai company, though recently you'd also been recruited as an actor. while initially you'd started to work just for the free room, now you saw the company as your home and family.

✿ you were 26, the same age as chikage. you'd been working at the mankai company for a year at that point, and had been a registered nurse for three of those.

✿ you weren't around when chikage originally joined the troupe, as you were taking a supplementary medical classes in an another city. it wasn't until you were called back due to an injury to sakuya during practice that you actually met chikage, your new roommate. and to say that you didn't particularly like him at first was an understatement.

✿ you weren't particularly happy about having to share a room originally, especially not with chikage who you found... shady. so your initial days spent together were mostly in uncomfortable silence and several glares sent one way.

✿ chikage didn't originally have much of an opinion on you, as he mostly just heard about how nice you were from the other troupe members. but after meeting you, he found your suspicion of him to be rather amusing. you didn't trust him a single bit to start with, you found him to be incredibly shady and annoying. and it got only worse once he refused your medical check-ups, which you then made your life mission to get him to take.

[weeb-polls-with-pip]

Morally Questionable Anime Milfs Round 1 Matchups!

SIDE A

Lusamine (Pokémon The Series: Sun and Moon) VS Izumi Curtis (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Sara (Kiba) VS Rem Saverem (Trigun)

Holo (Spice and Wolf) VS Zeqing (Forge of Destiny/Destiny Cycle)

Dr. Courtney Sithe (Ace Attorney) VS Yuuko Ichihara (xxxHolic)

Angelina Dalles/Madame Red (Black Butler) VS Kaato Higashikata (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Karen Kurokawa (Tokyo Revengers) VS Mitsuba Higashikata (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Kouyou Ozaki (Bungou Stray Dogs) VS Lalaco Godspeed (Space Patrol Luluco)

Yachiru/Retsu Unohana (Bleach) VS Aponia (Honkai Impact 3rd)

Numeri (Tropical-Rouge! Pretty Cure) VS Chikage Kuroba (Magic Kaito)

Natsuhi Ushiromiya (Umineko When They Cry) VS Curly Dadan (One Piece)

Ritsu Nagai (Ajin) VS Kyrie Ushiromiya (Umineko When They Cry)

Misaki Unasaka (Buddy Daddies) VS Ozen the Immovable (Made in Abyss)

SIDE B

Junko Kaname (Puella Magi Madoka Magica) VS Yui Ikari (Neon Genesis Evangelion)

Koram (A Tree of Palme) VS Amara Sigatar Khura’in (Ace Attorney)

Echidna (Re:Zero − Starting Life in Another World) VS Mari Nagare/Maria Akeboshi (Maria no Danzai)

Mitsuki Bakugou (My Hero Academia) VS Michiko Malandro (Michiko & Hatchin)

Ah-Duo (The Apothecary Diaries) VS Sara Lee (Hand Jumper)

Sloth (Fullmetal Alchemist 2003) VS Kirio Hikifune (Bleach)

Yukiyo/Kirika Misaki (Another) VS Morgan Le Fay - Lostbelt Version (Fate/Grand Order)

Captain Dola (Laputa: Castle in the Sky) VS Thalassa Gramarye/Lamiroir (Ace Attorney)

Yayoi Kusakabe (High-Rise Invasion) VS Leona Herace (The Rogue Prince is Secretly an Omega)

Charlotte Linlin/Big Mom (One Piece) VS Hiroko Hagakure (Danganronpa)

Umeko Sawamura (Those Snow White Notes) VS Atsuko Urameshi (Yu Yu Hakusho)

Akito Sohma (Fruits Basket/Fruits Basket Another) VS Haruko Kamio (Air TV)

[rinkaisha]

2022 Bingo Masterpost

Posted my last fic of the year yesterday, which means I’m done with my 2022 sandbox bingo! I was aiming for a blackout, but I guess 4 bingos aren’t bad.

I realized how helpful bingo is for me, so I’ll be having a personal one again! Will be multifandom this time and is basically just a glorified to-do list. Hoping that putting ideas and WIPs in a bingo will help me actually do them. 🙏

Gonna add the remaining five prompts from this square to my new one too, placing them on the same squares because I feel like otherwise it’s not a total win. This is the competitive Choi Minho in me. Might post it here too since I am trying to use this account more but logging in... blegh.......

Anyway. I just wanted a place to list all my 2022 bingo fics (since I didn’t put the fics in a collection or a series), so here I am.

All 20 fics are listed under the cut. A few are rated E. 12 bnit (with 1 itaru & yuki), 2 omitai, 2 gen, 1 omiju, 1 cktz, 1 tntz, 1 bntzit, and a partridge in a pear tree.

I was really hoping to write more Juza and Tsuzuru ships this year though...

Column さ

1. Omegaverse

Best Version (Omi/Juza, E, 2.9k) Highschool and omegaverse AU. Alpha!Omi. Omega!Juza. Heat.

3. Teambuilding

Tang na Four Seasons (Gen, T, 1.7k) Filipino AU. Mankai goes to a resort.

4. Fanboy

Heart Button (Banri/Itaru, T, 1.4k) Outsider POV. A fanboy watches Taruchi and NEO do a TikTak trend.

Column ん

2. Magic

Almost, Possible, Still-Can-Be Murderer (Chikage/Tsuzuru, T, 3.3k) Crossover featuring NU:carnival’s Kuya/Eiden. Tsuzuru and Eiden switch places.

3. Instablam

Post Notification (Banri/Itaru, T, 1.7k) Outsider POV. Sequel of Heart Button. The sister of a Taruchi fanboy figures things out.

5. Separation

Guide NPC (Banri/Itaru, T, 1k) Izumi POV. Banri and Itaru get into a fight. Izumi prefers the trash talk over the deathly silence.

Column ∆

1. Blame it on the Alcohol

Starter Pack (Banri/Tsuzuru/Itaru, E, 3.9k) Tsuzuru might’ve mentioned wanting to observe sex firsthand. Where else would the best seat be other than right in the middle?

2. Flowers

Carnation in View (Omi/Taichi, E, 4.4k) Co-written with Aja (@novocaine-sea​). Established relationship. Omi and Taichi try something new while on a flower viewing.

3. Free

Favorite Champion (Itaru & Yuki, Banri/Itaru, T, 4.2k) Itaru buys a palm-sized Banri figure and ends up raising two Social Links.

4. Rentboy or Hooker

Operation: Rent an SSR Boy (Banri/Itaru, E, 4.2k) Co-written with Aja (@novocaine-sea​). Itaru meets a rentboy in a bar.

Column か

1. Trapped or Stranded Together

Ever-reliable NEO (Banri/Itaru, T, 3.6k) Established Relationship. Possessive behavior. Five times the Autumn Troupe shrugs off something amiss about Banri's behavior, and one time they shouldn't have.

2. Canon: Missing Scene

Rumor Has It (Gen, T, 5k) Co-written with Yuq (@instablamwriter​). Five times people misunderstand Sakuya, and one time someone adds fuel to the fire.

3. 5+1

No Peace for the Weary (Omi/Taichi, T, 2.9k) Co-written with Aja (@novocaine-sea​). Five times other people have to endure Room 105 pining, and one time it gets worse.

4. You Only Live Once

Contract Bundle (Banri/Itaru, M, 1.4k) Itaru started playing a game called NU: carnival. Banri is not amused—until he is.

5. Fake Relationship

Plain Sight (Tsuzuru/Tenma, T, 300) Tsuzuru’s so plain that they can hide in plain sight.

Column く

1. Photography

PvP (Banri/Itaru, T, 1k) Banri is having a crisis over Itaru's outfit in that Shoe Store Veludo cover.

2. Dance Off

Losing Streak (Banri/Itaru, T, 1.5k) Pre-relationship. A stranger interested in Itaru challenges Banri to a Dance Dance Deluxe battle.

3. Stage

LAN (Banri/Itaru, T, 1.4k) Relationship study about Itaru's connection to some of the most memorable moments Banri has on stage. Has art by soruru89.

4. Seasons

Cutscene (Banri/Itaru, T, 1.1k) Late at night. Seaside. Banri pines.

5. Teenage Angst

Replay (Banri/Itaru, T, 2.9k) Their story, told in three parts. Falling in love, getting together, marriage. Based on SHINee songs.

[secretskeepoffandommadness]

Enchanted in the Moonlight Omegaverse Polls

[hidetheremote]

If you would like to do this for the OTP Drabble Challenge : 56: “Game’s over, you son of a bitch!!” - “Okay, just don’t hit me.” for KazaChi please? Thank you!

*Thank you for this wonderful prompt! This is part of my Omega Nu Iota universe. Twelve years later! Enjoy!*

 Kazama stood at the doorway, a small smile slowly appearingon his face. “Oi, Ryo, did you finish your homework?”

For a 10-year-old, his back was too straight like he wasstill at school. Ryo kept his attention on the TV, fingers deftly pressing thebuttons on the controller. “Would I be playing with my video game if I weren’tdone, Dad?” He paused the game mid-attack, torturing the computerized opponentin a frozen state of humiliation. He turned around to look at him—big brown eyeslike his mother, dirty blonde hair like his father, a beautiful mixture. “AlthoughI doubt you’ll find any mistakes, I’ll be happy to show you my work, if you don’tbelieve me.”

The mouth on this kid was more proof than any DNA analysis.Kazama shook his head and sat down next to his son. He grabbed a secondcontroller and pressed “start” without asking if Ryo was done playing hissingle mode. Ryo scoffed under his breath and quickly glared at his father.

“I haven’t played this game in a while,” Kazama said,flashing Ryo a smirk.

“Sounds like you’re already making excuses for when youlose,” Ryo clapped back. “Don’t expect me to go easy on you.”

Goddamn, the mouth on him, Kazama thought. He narrowed hisred eyes at him playfully and stuck his tongue out for good measure. “You mean,don’t expect me to go easy on you, Son.”

Ryo rolled his eyes hard but kept his mouth shut for now.

After a few rounds, there was no question who the betterplayer was. Kazama gritted his teeth, fingers smashing the buttons indesperation. Ryo kept his cool, a smug grin on his face that was all toofamiliar to Kazama. “We can play chess instead, if you want to get even withme. That’s what old people play, right?”

Kazama’s pride was wounded. He never expected to be schooledby his own son, at least not this early in his life. His trash talking wasmasterful, probably picked up from hanging out too much with his UncleShiranui. That bastard.  “No, I’m just getting acquainted with themoves.”

Ryo let out a long sigh, almost sounding like a groan. “Really,Dad. I’d hate to see a grown man cry.” He wasn’t even using his best playeranymore, randomly choosing a character.

Kazama was ready to play dirty, by any means necessary. “Youknow, your sister is my favorite child,” he said with a deadpan tone. He peekedat the side of his eye, desperately trying to read his son’s reaction.

“Understandable,” Ryo answered, letting out a quiet huff. Hekept his eyes glued to the TV, unfazed by Kazama’s words. “I’d be insulted if Icared about your opinion.”

Those words nearly gave Kazama a whiplash as he snapped his attentiontoward his son, wide-eyed in surprise (with a little bit of hurt behind them). “Hmph,”was all that he could reply.

“Boys, dinner is ready!” Chizuru shouted from the kitchen.Tiny footsteps made their way inside Ryo’s room and Kazama beamed as tiny armswrapped around his neck. “Hey, princess,” Kazama cooed, grabbing his four-year-olddaughter into his lap. She laid her hands on top of Kazama’s, pretending toplay the game like him.

“Oh, cool, Haruka. You can watch Dad lose to me,” Ryo teased.He chuckled lightly, and Kazama was more determined than ever to defeat him.

Haruka’s presence may have been a blessing. It was the thirdround and Kazama was a few jabs away from winning. Chizuru shouted again, butRyo and Kazama ignored her and kept their focus on the game. One last punch…

“Game’s over, you son of a bitch!” Kazama lifted his arms invictory, dancing around in the room. He looked down on his two kids, bothstaring at him with their jaws wide open. “I won, Son! I won!”

Chizuru popped her head inside the room, her face bright andcheery with curiosity. “What’s all the commotion about? Come on, let’s eat!”

Ryo and Haruka ran to their mother, hugging her tightly. “Dadsaid a bad word,” Haruka tattled, her voice whiny like she was about to cry.Kazama’s eyes went wide, a gasp escaping him as he looked at a furious Chizuru.

“Yeah. Dad called you a bitch,” Ryo added, looking allinnocent at her. With one arm wrapped around him, Chizuru rubbed his shoulderslovingly like she was soothing the hurt away. Ryo flashed Kazama a wickedsmile, then buried his face into his mother’s stomach, feigning hurt and pain.

“You two go and set the table while I have some words withyour father.”

“Look, Chizuru, it was an accident,” Kazama explained,taking a few steps back to give distance between them. “I didn’t call you abitch, per se. I was playing a game, and…” He took a deep breath, eyes pleadingat his wife. Chizuru had a spatula in her hand, and she waved it in front ofher like it was a sword.

“Chizuru, please,” he begged once more. She raised her armabove her head, and Kazama’s gaze flicked up at the grease-covered spatula. Itwas inevitable, and he sighed in defeat. “Fine, I deserve it. Okay, just don’thit me in the face.” He closed his eyes and waited for the impact. He felt softlips brush against his, and his eyes snapped open. He cupped Chizuru’s face topull her in, deepening their kiss.

“He’s only 10 and already besting you,” Chizuru said,pecking kisses under his jaw.

“Yeah, what a little devil we made.”

[eliz1369]

Merry Christmas @hidetheremote! It’s a little early, but since you open presents on Christmas Eve, I couldn’t resist ;) I had to laugh when I saw your name appear in my inbox because I literally had just finished talking to you about your birthday present :P I couldn’t decide which of the three I liked best, so I decided to give you all of them and let you pick. 

You captured that moment when Kazama holds Chizuru in chapter 4 so well. It was the perfect modern reinterpretation for your story. 

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

[bl-reccomendations]

Kiyoku Tadashiku Utsuku Shiku

by Yamamoto Ataru

(tw Rape/ rape of a minor)

A sole omega was born into an alpha family. They hid him away and raised him in secret, ashamed of his existence. Chikage (omega) is named heir of the Souma clan after his older sister ran away. The first omega to be the leader of an alpha only clan.

Hiroto (alpha) met Chikage once when they were both kids. They met again when Hiroto is chosen to take care of Chikage at school. But he's nothing like the sweet child who clung to him before, Chikage now has a cold attitude but a slutty body...and wants nothing to do Hiroto?

[hidetheremote]

How about prompt "irresistible" for drabble.

Enjoy, Anon!

Chizuru carried her wrapped gift up the stairs—the onlything Kazama would allow her to lift. She opened the door for him, holding itwide enough for Kazama to go through with ease. He wore a plain white T-shirt, hisbiceps bulging from holding the large moving box.

He dropped the box down next to the couch, panting. “That’sall of it.”

Chizuru placed the gift on the kitchen table and took out ayellow hand towel from an opened box.

Chizuru handed Kazama the towel, her cheeks flushed red likeshe had carried boxes all day as well. “Here you go.” Their fingers grazed asKazama gladly accepted the towel and Chizuru quietly gasped from his touch.

Kazama wiped the sweat off his face and Chizuru’s eyeswandered from his neck down to his soaking wet chest. The fabric of the t-shirtclung onto Kazama’s body, his chest heaving up and down from carrying boxesinto his apartment. He wore the jogger pants loosely, the waistband barelyhanging off his hips.

He’s so fucking hot, Chizuru thought. Her gaze followed himinto the kitchen, watching him open the refrigerator, bend down, and reach fora bottle of water.

“I still can’t believe your parents leased this place foryou,” Chizuru sighed, thighs clenching as Kazama approached her.

“Yeah, I couldn’t hack living with my dorm roommate,” Kazamasneered, taking a sip of water.

“You’re so mean. Shiranui wasn’t that bad,” Chizurudefended. She had met him a couple times when she had visited Kazama at theirdorm. He was very chatty, Chizuru remembered.

“Chizuru, he was so fucking annoying,” he scoffed.

“You could have at least waited until the year was done.”Chizuru rolled her eyes. They were both leaning against the dining table, theirarms barely touching each other.

Kazama turned around and grabbed the gift, a small smiletugging at his lips as he glanced at Chizuru.

“Forget about that loser. What do we have here?”

Chizuru hid behind her arm as she flushed a deep shade ofred. “It’s just a small housewarming gift, Kazama.”

He walked toward the couch, sitting his butt down the arm ofit and sat down, holding onto the gift like a precious jewel. Chizuru stayed frozennext to the table and watched him delicately open her present.

His fingers trembled as they slid beneath the paper, nervousand anxious. The wrapper fell to the floor in one piece, Kazama somehow managedto keep it intact without one tear or rip.

He held the canvas close to his face, and clicked his tonguea few times, locking his gaze at Chizuru. “Beautiful and talented.”

Chizuru felt her body shiver and though she wanted to runaway from embarrassment, she kept her eyes locked with his.  “I painted that in art class. It’s a sakuratree.”

Kazama set the canvas down, leaning it against the back ofthe couch. “I’m going to hang it right there on that wall behind you.” Hepointed his finger toward the blank wall. “Thank you.”

Chizuru’s heart was racing, and she nodded slightly, acknowledginghis gratitude, and lowering her eyes to the floor. They both fell silent for amoment, and Kazama sighed loudly.

Chizuru snapped her neck up and closed the distance betweenthem, leaping into his arms as they crashed down onto the couch.

“Oi,” Kazama managed to utter right before Chizuru’s lipscrashed into his, stealing all his breath away. His arms subconsciously caughther, wrapping them around her tiny waist, as his legs dangled off the arm ofthe couch.

Chizuru sat up straight, straddling Kazama. She pulled offher blouse, and threw it on the floor. She whimpered as she sat down, feeling Kazama’serection twitch against her aching core.

“Fuck, Chizuru,” Kazama moaned, his hands snaking their wayto cup her perky breasts. Chizuru rolled her hips, grinding down hard againsthim. Kazama’s eyes flew open and his hands grasped her hips to steady them both.“Shit, Chizuru, stop.”

Chizuru lunged forward, her palms planted down on his chestas she continued to grind. “It’s okay, Kazama, I consent.”

Kazama groaned, clenching his teeth tight, his hands around herelbows, straightening his arms into a push. “Seriously, Chizuru, stop. You haveto…”

She rolled her hips one more time, interrupting Kazama’strain of thought.

“Oh, fuck!” Kazama gasped, his voice rasping in his throatas little bursts of air escaped his lungs. He clung onto her arms, his fingersdigging deep into the tender flesh, most likely leaving bruises the next day.

It didn’t take long for Chizuru to comprehend what justhappened. The moist spot soaking into the thin layer of her leggings was a deadgiveaway. She watched his face pinch, eyes shut tight, his mouth wide open.

She couldn’t help but smirk, proud that she had did this tohim.

Kazama lifted his back, his elbows holding the weight of him.He was still panting, his breath coming back to him. Chizuru looked at him shyly,her big brown eyes glazed like a little puppy who was guilty of making a mess.

Kazama flashed her a small smile. “Don’t ever do that again.”

Chizuru twitched in surprise, giving him a devastated expression.“So you don’t want to…”

Kazama caught her lips, tilting his head to deepen theirkiss. Chizuru cupped his cheeks, pulling him as she inserted her tongue intohis mouth. Kazama pulled back, breaking their kiss, and grinning from ear toear.

“Don’t ever jump my bones without giving me a heads up. Whatif I didn’t catch you?”

“You’ll always catch me, Kazama.”

“True,” he said, his voice content. He sank back down intothe couch, sighing deeply.

“I promise I won’t be this quick next time.”

Chizuru giggled, resting her head against his chest, herarms wrapped around him. “You’re buying me a new pair of leggings, you know.”

[5160763]

"You aren't serious."

"Oh," Chikage's voice is a smoky laugh over the phone. "But I am."

She's smiling that infuriating smile of hers when Toichi answers the door.

"Surely a business hotel is better equipped and located nearer to a station than my house." Toichi flips the phone shut, holding the door open so she can come in out of the light haze of rain.

"Most were fully booked, and I missed you. Surely you know that? The latter, if not the first." Chikage shrugs off her raincoat, the wide space in the genkan suddenly so much smaller with her presence in the house when he shuts the door.

"Do I?" Toichi leads her out into the living room where she tosses her handbag haphazardly onto his sofa. It has only been a week and a half, but even in the dim light, Chikage looks oddly pale and tired. "Why don't you go take a shower while I change the sheets for you? I only have one bedroom, but you can take it since I'm not really planning on sleeping."

"The sofa will do fine," Chikage yawns, Toichi's jaw aching in sympathy. "Haven't you heard? Alphas don't get sick." And she begins to peel off her stockings.

"That's a myth and you know it." Toichi catches her before she can sit herself down, and starts hauling her to the bathroom. "I'll lend you some clothes, and you had better not complain about them."

"Clearly I caught you at a bad time." Chikage doesn't seem offended by the manhandling, yawning again when he props her up against the door frame. "You're usually less grumpy."

"That's a mild way of putting it. Then again, it would have been ungentlemanly of me to turn you away at the door while it's raining."

By the time Chikage emerges from the bathroom in a cloud of scented steam, feeling much better now that the chill has been driven out by copious amounts of hot water, Toichi has moved himself up to the bright living room with a pack of playing cards in his hands, shuffling them as he stares at the television blankly. Chikage watches those clever hands flash through his tricks, slower now that it's late and he is clearly tired, and moves over to card fingers gently through his soft hair.

"Come to bed," she coaxes, feeling him sigh against her. "It's late, and I can use the company."

Carefully, Toichi extracts himself from out around her arms, and brings her hand up for a kiss. "Goodnight, Chikage," he says, weary smile on his lips such that she doesn't think it's appropriate to push him past what he's willing to give when she is imposing on his hospitality.

"Goodnight, Toichi. Don't stay up too late." A kiss pressed to the crown of his head, and then she's shutting herself into his bedroom all by herself, the space strange and foreign and quiet. The bed is cold, but that is to be expected. Chikage rolls herself into his bedsheets, and is only just making herself comfortable when she catches a whiff of Toichi on the pillows. Apparently, he'd been lazy enough to change out the topmost covers on the pillows, but not enough to lend her one reserved for guests. Well then. It smells comforting: a mix of cologne, the scent of the shower gel in his bathroom --

-- omega.

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Random fact about the mun #3

I’m a cosplayer! I’ve been cosplaying ever since I was 16, so that would be for 9 years by now. Some cosplays I’ve done were bought online and a few have been crafted by my sister, my mom, my friends and me. There’s still plenty of cosplays I would want to do like classic Veigar and Omega Squad Teemo, I’d want to make these myself however and perfectionize them as much as possible even though that might take ages. The cosplays I own so far are:

Soul Eater - Death the Kid (crafted)South Park - Craig Tucker (crafted)Avatar - Beach outfit Azula (crafted)Vocaloid - Kaito Imitation Black (crafted)Vocaloid - Akaito classic (bought)Hakuouki - Kazama Chikage (bought)Kuroshitsuji - Sebastian Michaelis (bought)Uta No Prince Sama - Ichinose Tokiya (bought)Legend of Zelda - Sheik (bought)League of Legends - Jinx (crafted)Sonic the Hedgehog gijinka (crafted)

Of course there’s wayyyy too many cosplays I would wanna do still… and ever since I also go to Fantasy fairs I have a few fantasy dresses, a corset and I dunno how many accessoiries and skirts and vests and shirts to wear when I go there but that’s all improvisement or based on oc’s I have. Maybe one day I can pull Caz off as a human necromancer with Yordle like ears…. ahhh too many ideas and too less time and especially too less money!!!

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Hello!

I was kept thinking about your recent drabbles about Kazama in your modern AU Omega Nu Iota, especially “Crimson” and “Forgotten”. Honestly, I started to feel for this guy in his sorrow/desperation. I imagined how messed up he must be after Chizuru rejected him, sitting at home with that bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon, clinging to his phone and thinking of calling Chizuru….because he knows she is irreplaceable…..

(Sorry I had to share! Hope you don’t mind)

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The Kazama and chizuru's almost kiss would you wriite a drabble on what happened? Please

Here you go, Anon! A nice break from pain! Enjoy!

Tokugawa University was notorious for holding an extravagant summer festival. Chizuru had been excited, especially her twin brother Kaoru. Kazama tagged along. Although he hated festivals, he was happy to show his two companions his new school.

“I’m telling you, Tokuguwa University has the best business program,” Kaoru boasted, inhaling takoyaki. Chizuru rolled her eyes at her brother. She was never interested in business, but she had no choice. Their Uncle Kodo insisted it. He constantly reminded the twins how important they were for the Yukimura company and they were the future.

“I can’t believe you’re attending this fall,” Chizuru said softly, pouting her lips dramatically.

Kazama squeezed her hand tighter, their fingers intertwined like vines twisting around each other. “Are you afraid I’ll find some hot college chick and leave you in the dust?”

Chizuru whimpered, pouting more dramatically her cheeks wrinkled on the sides. “That’s not funny, Chikage Kazama.”

Kazama lifted an eyebrow, his eyes playful and borderline teasing. “Using my full name, eh? My, my. Jealousy is a terrible trait.”

Chizuru huffed, her face pinched with rosy cheeks. “Still not funny.”

Kazama chuckled and tapped his girlfriend on the nose. “It’s funny because it will never happen.”

Chizuru buried her face against his arm, hiding the blush that grew instantly from his touch.

Kaoru was paces ahead of them, gasping at each food stand he saw. “Hurry up, guys, there’s a mochi stand over there!” Kaoru turned to face the lagging couple and scoffed at them. “You know what? I’m leaving you guys. You lovey-dovey couple are grossing me out. Call me when you’re ready to leave.”

Kazama nodded, smirking at his friend. Kaoru winked back, a sign he trusted his friend with his sister.

“You know, he just likes you for your money,” Chizuru teased, her arms wrapped around Kazama’s waist. He was so tall and she liked being encompassed entirely by his warmth.

Kazama wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pressing her closer to him. “Oh, yeah? Well, I only like him for his sister.”

They walked around the campus, blending into crowds, desperately trying to find a quiet spot.They veered away from the lights, heading toward the center of the campus.

“I don’t think we’re allowed to go inside the campus, Kazama,” Chizuru warned, clutching his arm a bit tighter. The area was dark, with one dimmed lamp post across the square, and they were alone.

“Relax,” Kazama assured her. He was leading her to a bench, tugging her gently as she followed behind him. They sat down, side-by-side, and Chizuru scooted a few inches away to give him more leg room. Kazama chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.

“Are you worried I might do something to you?” he whispered in her ear.

Chizuru sighed, her breaths came out raspy and a hint of a moan escaped her lips. She turned to face him, their faces so close she could feel the heat of his skin radiate against hers. Their knees grazed each other, leaving no space between them.

Chizuru let out another sigh, and Kazama captured her chin with two fingers. “Say what’s on your mind, Chizuru.”

He was very receptive, almost like he could read her mind. It was her favorite trait about him, why she felt so easy to be around him. “It won’t be the same, you know,” she said softly. “You’ll want things I can’t give you right now.”

Kazama brushed his thumb over her lips. He licked his bottom lips, catching it between his teeth nervously. “Sometimes you say the dumbest things,” he said, cupping the sides of her cheeks. “Have I ever made you feel like I needed more?”

Chizuru closed her eyes and leaned into one of his hands.

“I’d wait two lifetimes if you wanted me to.”

Chizuru giggled. “Please don’t.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, fingers trembling against his warm skin. Her eyes were still closed and she tilted her head. They were so close.

“Come here,” she whispered, pulling him in. God, they were so close.

“What are you two doing here?” A deep voice interrupted them. Chizuru blinked several times, lifting an arm to block the bright light shining on her face. “This area is closed.”

Kazama grunted, his hands in front of him as well. “Can you please fucking point your flashlight away?”

The flashlight clicked off and Chizuru continued to blink, adjusting her eyes from light to dark. She caught a glimpse of blue and white. A sweater? A jacket? She couldn’t make out the face.

“Leave,” the deep voice warned again.

“Yeah, yeah,” Kazama replied, getting off the bench. He grabbed Chizuru by her wrist and pulled her up to stand. “Fucking cockblocker.”

Kazama’s pace quickened and he was more dragging than pulling her as they walked back to the festival. Chizuru turned back to look at the man, but he was gone.

“Who was that?” she asked.

“Just some dumb security guard.”

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How about “crimson” for drabbles?

She had said no. 

His skin burned like a fire lit inside him, and he was grateful his couch was made of real leather–fireproof. His body was tense, fists clenched so tight his knuckles may crack.

“I’m sorry but I can’t marry you, Kazama.”

Kazama closed his eyes, hoping to forget–no–dream about anything but her. 

“Fuck,” he sighed out. He jolted up on his feet, stumbling a bit, dizzy from the rush of rising out of his seat. He went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and eyed the one thing that might drown out Chizuru’s face right now.

The $500 bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon was meant to be uncorked when she accepted his proposal. It was a given, really, since they had been together since she was still in high school. And it was the natural step to take given her situation. 

Her family lost everything. She was perpetually broke. No money or business. An heiress just by name. If she were an investment, his accountants would suggest he dump his stocks while he still could. In the financial world, they would call this “being in the red.”

But none of that mattered. He still wanted her. Forever. She should be honored, he thought.

He poured himself a full cup and he downed it in seconds. Fuck, that was good.

He sat down on the couch, clutching to the cold bottle to soothe him. 

“I’m sorry but I can’t marry you, Kazama.”

He gulped more down, drinking the smooth wine with one breath.

“I can’t marry you.”

He felt the sting in his eyes, welling with tears he could not fight back with all his might. The bottle was light and he brought it to his lips to drink whatever was left in it.

“I can’t.”

The bottle was empty and Kazama’s eyes fluttered to a close, the alcohol finally hitting him the way he needed it. His hand released it, falling off his couch and rolling down on his floor.

His mind went blank, dark and empty.

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Can you write a drabble on how kazama get over the fact that he was rejected by chizuru and what did he thought about her in the one year time? (Sorry about the bad English)

***I can't write a whole year's worth of pining, but here's more reactions of their breakup. Enjoy (Or not, sorry! More pain!)

“You’re both still young,” Kaoru started, patting Kazama onthe back, “give it time and she’ll come back.”

Kazama jolted his shoulders, pushing Kaoru’s arm off of him.“I don’t want your pity.”

Kaoru stood in front of Kazama, looking down at his pitifulfriend. Kazama sat on the bench, lunged forward and resting his elbows on hisknees. He kept his head down, staring at the dry leaves on the ground.

“Look, I’m sorry you’re feeling shitty right now, but mysister and I got bigger problems to worry about,” Kaoru said, his tone harshand stern. The deals that their Uncle Kodo had been working on for years fellthrough. Many of the financial advisers were wary of Kodo’s decisions and theirsuspicions had been validated with his disappearance. The Kazama Company backedout of their merger and Yukimura Corporations was sold off in pieces like aused car. And none of the money went to either Kaoru or Chizuru.

Kazama lifted his face and glared at Kaoru. “I know you bothgot problems. Why the fuck did you think I proposed?”

Kaoru sighed, his face pinched with an expression thatKazama could not decipher. “I thought you loved her.”

Kazama’s face turned red, a low growl caught in his throat.“Of course I fucking love her. Why…”

“So you proposed out of pity?” Kaoru took a step back, hishands clenched tightly by his sides. “Because the last thing she needs is yourpity.”

“I don’t p—“

“Fuck off, Kazama. You don’t deserve her.”

Kazama stood up off the bench and towered over his friend.His eyes burned with fire, but Kaoru glared back with the same amount ofintensity. The height difference was not going to matter. If they were going tofight, it was their own pride that was going to fight their battle.

“Why are you even here? Don’t you have your new friends tohang out with?” It was a rhetorical question; they both knew that. Kaoru hadn’tbeen hanging around him and Chizuru, their trio disbanded once they enteredTokugawa University. An inevitability all three of them saw miles ahead.

“I thought you needed a real friend, Kazama. But it lookslike you don’t give a shit about anyone but yourself.” Kaoru turned his back,and walked away from Satsuma Square, leaving Kazama to ponder at his words.

Kazama stood frozen, watching Kaoru leave. He thought for amoment to call him back and apologize when Kaoru’s words finally hit him like aton of bricks. “Fuck him and his sister,” Kazama muttered, dropping his headdown. He watched the dry leaves dance around his feet as he stood alone,waiting for the darkness to take over the day.

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Drabble request " sweet memories" (thanks)

Kaoru scoffed at his twin sister, annoyed that she was doodling on her copy of the business proposals instead of listening in the meeting.

He nudged her with his elbow and Chizuru yelped in surprise. Kodo, their uncle and current Yukimura Corporation president, had stopped mid-sentence to turn and stare at the interrupting noise.

Chizuru mouthed “I’m sorry,” while Kaoru hung his head in embarrassment.

“I think this meeting calls for a break,” Kodo said, turning off the projector. The rest of the men in the room—a mixture of Kazamas and Yukimuras in suits—shuffled out in murmurs.

“Let’s all meet back here in an hour,” Kodo shouted. He turned his gaze back to Chizuru, his eyes narrow and lips thin.

“Chizuru, you better come back more focused. You and your brother will be taking over someday. These meeting will prepare the both of you.”

Kaoru nodded. “Chizuru, you’re an embarrassment to this family.”

Chizuru stood up out of her seat, her chair squealed along the way. She let out a long sigh and patted her brother on the shoulders. “I’ll be back.”

The busy downtown was a relief compared to the stuffy meeting room. Chizuru eyed a bakery and her mouth salivated for something sweet.

Her eyes lit up like she was a kid in a candy shop. She sniffed the sugary goods, grabbed a tray, and snapped the tongs like she was an eager crab.

“You know, the chocolate buns are the best,” a deep voice behind her said. She craned her neck to follow the voice and her brown eyes locked gazes with red ones.

“Oh, hey! You’re…”

“Kazama,” he interrupted, standing straight and tall with an empty tray.

Chizuru’s eyes fell down to compare her tray to his. Her cheeks warmed in embarrassment—self-conscious that he may think she was pigging out on lunch break.

“I’m not going to eat all of this, just in case you were wondering,” she blurted out. She had no idea why she was even defending her appetite, but for some reason, she felt compelled to keep up a cute girl facade.

“Of course you’re not,” the blonde young man replied, a smirk plastered on his face. “We’re going to sit down at that table—“ he continued to say, putting his tray down and pointing to an empty corner table, “and you’re going to share all of that with me.”

The balls on this guy, Chizuru thought. They weren’t even properly introduced and here he was so familiar with her like a looming boyfriend.

“Hold your horses, big boy. Who said I was sharing?”

He chuckled and grabbed the tray from her hands. She let go of it with ease, like he was her boyfriend.

“You literally just said you weren’t eating all of this,” he said, turning toward the register. “And besides, we should get used to sharing if our companies are planning on merging.”

Chizuru subconsciously followed him, and the corners of her lips tugged into a smile.

“You should be doing this with my brother. He’s the one taking over.”

Kazama turned his neck to look at Chizuru. He grinned and Chizuru felt the heat of his eyes warm her belly. Good God, he was handsome.

“I probably should be more familiar with your brother, but I’d rather be alone with you.”

They sat down at the corner table, exactly the way Kazama had predicted.

Chizuru flustered, her face burning red. She stared at Kazama, speechless.

Kazama pushed a chocolate bun toward her, still grinning from ear to ear. “Seriously, try the chocolate bun.”

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***Forgive me for the pain I’m about to give you.***

Kazama wrapped his lips around the soft, warm, wet lips on his. He felt his cock twitch against his tight jeans and his hips bucked up to press harder.

His hands couldn’t stop moving. They explored every curve and lines, pulling in the warmth closer to him. 

She moaned long and loud, Kazama pressing his face in between her chest, leaving red marks. 

She rolled her hips against his aching hard shaft, and Kazama groaned, unable to control how pleased he was.

She feels so good.

“Don’t fucking stop, Chi…”

He snaked his hands off her hips and cupped the sides of her face. He opened his eyes and nearly drowned in a sea of blue.

“Hey, baby,” the blonde girl giggled, her tongue darting out to taste more of him.

“Get off me.” He pushed the woman off, sending her across the couch from him. She scoffed in disgust, pulling down her blouse that was crinkled up to her neck.

“What the fuck is your problem?” 

“Get out.” He stood up, adjusting his pants, cock limped. 

The blonde girl jolted off the couch, grabbing her purse off the floor. She looked at Kazama one last time, waiting for him to say something.

He averted his eyes, looking at the side and caught a glimpse of the sakura tree painting on his wall. Her gift.

The girl stormed out, huffing out “asshole” as she slammed the door.

Kazama sank into his couch, face buried in his hands. Not even a hot piece of ass was going to make him forget.