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mr-yuugo · 8 months ago

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All In Your Head

-Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun! X Reader [Gender Neutral]-

Words: 1,985

Summary: The reader is hit by a hallucination spell when fighting Netherworld beasts. When the reader's eyes land on other demons they can't help but mutter out apologies. Apologies for something that never really happened.

Quick note! This takes place when Opera and the others are attending Babyls!

Posted this on my AO3 as well!

Staring at the bodies in front of you, you couldn't move. How could you? Your breathing became irregular as you began to cry. Falling to your knees you sobbed their names out, apologizing for what you had done.

Kalego, Shichiro, and Opera. Their names left your mouth as you screamed out apology after apology. How could you!?? Your eyes stayed lingering on Opera, your heart felt like it had cracked into billions of pieces.

You didn't remember what had happened, you only really remember coming into the woods for your daily beast slaying. Did they somehow fall victim to your attacks? They had to, their bodies were all cut up in various ways. Your weapon was thrown a few feet beside you.

But why couldn't you remember? It's not like you normally blacked out. Was this maybe the beast doing? Maybe you were hit with an attack that made your memory fuzzy.

You heard a quiet chirp. Staring ahead you found that Kalego was never really Kalego. It was some type of Netherland beast. Standing up you made your way to it. It has reverted back to its original form as it cried out in misery.

Your eyes were empty and cold as you stood over it. Now that you calmed down slightly you noticed how the blood around you was not red, it was a purple-ish one. Your mind raced back to something you were learning back in Babyls.

Looking over the creature carefully you determined it was a type of bird species. While this certain species, the male birds were able to shape-shift while the female birds sprayed sometype of magic.

Rage filled you, how could you be so stupid? It was never real, you never really killed them. It was just a dumb trick, the damn bird had gotten the best of you.

Even though it was all in your head, you couldn't stop yourself from mumbling out apologies. Ghosting your foot over the bird's neck, you cried harder. Stomping your foot on it repeatedly your apologies were muffled put by the bird's own cries.

After a while it stopped but you continued, trying to get your sadness out. When you finally stopped you went to pick up your weapon. Using your bloodline magic you made it disappear into thin air. It was the weekend so the only place you had to go was home.

Your legs just started to move on their own as your blood-soaked clothes just stuck to your skin. Finally, you had made it home, it was deadly silent.

"Dad must not be home yet..." You thought as you made your way to your room. You entered your own bathroom in your room soon after. Stripping off your clothes you just threw them on the floor.

Turning on the shower you didn't even give it a moment to get warm and just got in. The flakes of blood fell off of you and fell into the drain below.

You couldn't go to school tomorrow. You just couldn't, if you were to see any of them you were sure you would just break down crying.

It was all in your head, you kept telling yourself. It wasn't real it was all just some animal's magic, it was going to be alright.

The shower water only merged with your tears, hiding them as if they weren't even there.

After showering you got out, grabbing a towel that was convincingly there. Picking up your clothes you just threw them away. Quickly brushing your teeth you then made your way to your closet where you picked out your sleeping clothes like normal. Brushed your hair like normal. Laying on your bed you realized you were crying the whole time.

Was this part of that bird's spell? The thought made you angry. You had only seen those 3 male birds, if you were really put under a spell there must have been another one of those disgusting creatures. You vowed to yourself that you would kill every last one of them.

Allowing your eyes to close you fell asleep.

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You were currently eating breakfast as you had already woken up and gotten ready. You didn't really have the energy to do anything, you didn't even want to wake up. Your father had walked in, turning into his usual egg-like form as he began to shower you in kisses. You would normally laugh or try to push him away but today you just let it happen.

Sullivan found it strange as you hadn't muttered a single word. He called out your name a few times only to have to shake you to get your attention. He noticed how you kept your head low, staring down. Pushing back your chair to get up caused him to back up slightly.

"Y/N sweetheart? Is something the matter? why won't you talk to me!" He cried

You didn't even look at him as you grabbed your school bag and began to make your way to the door. Just about when you reached the front door he put a hand on your shoulder stopping you from moving any forward.

"Ignoring your father is no way to treat me, unacceptable!"

This whole time you had kept your head down not daring to look up at him, well that's what he was thinking. The whole incident with the stupid birds triggered something in your head. For some reason you saw your own father laying down on the floor, his eyes cold and empty as blood surrounded him. You thought you were looking at him the entire time, it was all in your head.

You shoved his hand away and made your way out of the mansion. Leaving Sullivan in shock. He knew something was wrong, were you on your evil cycle? No, you didn't normally act this way when you were. His eyes stayed on you until your figure was nowhere to be seen.

When you finally arrived at school eyes were all on you. By being the honor student it was normal to get this type of attention. Your father had practically made you into a celebrity. The girls and the boys would always whisper about how good-looking you were as you walked passed them.

Making your way to homeroom your hands began to shake slightly as you swallowed a lump in your throat. You shared homeroom with Opera. Currently, as you were walking to your class, your eyes were still glued to the ground and you wanted to cry.

Seeing all these "dead" people was unbearable. In truth, if you got close enough you heard them talking as if they were still alive. That was the only thing keeping your sanity together. You knew it was all in your head, a trick, but for some reason, you thought it was your fault.

As you opened the door to your homeroom class you quickly made your way to your seat. After a few minutes, homeroom had begun. Your teacher began to call names for attendance. Your name was called out once, then twice.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, turning your head slightly you heard the body of the girl next to you speak.

"Say...yo...her..." (Say you're here)

Your name was called out again, opening your mouth it was quickly closed as you felt a presence next to you.

"They're here."

This voice was much more recognizable than the last. Much clearer and easy to hear. You felt a finger poke your cheek. Flinching at the feeling you heard a quiet laugh. You knew it was Opera, your eyes threatened to release the tears you were holding in.

"What's up with you?" The poking action was repeated. The voice you heard was becoming less recognizable as you heard a ringing sound in your ear. "Did I do something to upse.." The voice drowned out in your ear. At some point, the poking stopped.

After a while, you saw how the bodies began to crawl towards the classroom door. Getting up you began to leave. Only for you to be slightly held down. Meeting eyes with Opera you were still looking down. Finally looking at their dead eyes you began to cry again, apology after apology you sobbed.

"Why are you crying?" They spoke in disbelief. You were always a happy person, nothing really ever got the best of you. "Why won't you talk to me? Did I say something you didn't like? I'm sorry if I did."

Hearing Opera apologize to you made you ball your fists. "No, it's my fault you shouldn't apologise." You sobbed. "Please stop looking at me like that! I already said I'm sorry!" You screamed. Your voice echoes in the empty classroom.

Opera furrowed their brows. Was their concerned gaze upsetting you? But they did notice how not once you had looked at them dead in the eyes. They were confused.

Saying one last sorry you shoved past them and made your way to the door leaving Opera speechless. As you closed the door you began to head to your first class of the day. Luckily it was not far so you would still be able to make it in time.

"Y/N!"

You recognized that voice, clear as day. "Shichiro!" You yelled out happily. He had embraced you in a tight hug. Though when you saw him, his eyes were also cold and empty. "Oh" was all you could think. Your smile turned into a thin line making Shichiro send you a questionable look.

"Ugh let go of her you big animal." Kalego huffed. "Come on Y/N let's walk to class together." He said as he continued to walk. He didn't look back to see if you were following him.

Shichiro noticed your hesitation. "Ar....you....alright?" (Are you alright?) His voice beginning to drown out in your ears as well.

Placing your hands over your ears you stopped thinking for a second. You took deep breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. "I'm sorry I'm not feeling well."

"Do...yo...nee...the...urse?" (Do you need the nurse?) Shichiro asked

"No I don't need the nurse, I just need to talk to my father. Don't worry about me I'll be fine. You guys go ahead I wouldn't want you to be late." Walking away quickly you made your way to your father's office.

You knocked on the door before heading in. As soon as you stepped in your father jumped up from his seat excited to see you.

"Ah! Y/N! How nice of you to come to see me! Did you get lonely without me?" He chuckled as he hugged you tight. "Don't worry about class! How about you stay here with me and keep me company from all these papers I have to sign!"

Looking down at you he halted from speaking. Pushing you off of him just a bit he noticed the tears in your eyes. His hands trembled slightly as he freaked out. "Hey, what's wrong! Is it something to do with what happened this morning?"

Hugging him again you held him tightly. Your quiet sniffles fill the room. "Dad I want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore."

"Of course but you have to tell me what's wrong. Did someone hurt you in any way?" He asked, his tone changed. He was talking much more gently so as to not scare you away.

"Dad...I...don't know what to do. I can't face anyone."

"What do you mean?"

You stayed silent. You didn't mean to but you did. From the moment you walked into his office, you couldn't hear anything. Not even the ringing sound from earlier. It scared you truly.

The embrace with your father only radiated a slight warmth. But it wasn't enough. Would you stay like this forever? The thought of it scared you. "Why can't I hear you, dad? Please just take me home.." You whispered, your voice trembling with every word you spoke out loud.

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prettylittledollswork · 8 months ago

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Opera-san from m!ik/wtdsik and illumi from hxh are really similar.

I feel like Illumi has traits that aren’t spoken about as much in the HXH fandom. like i feel if you two were married, he would come up to you and be like “you know (child’s name or killua) said that if you don’t kiss me that they’d hate you.” And you can just tell he wants some kisses but is too embarrassed or ask. I feel like he’d joke but you can’t tell if he’s serious or not with the stonic face.

With this, i feel Opera-San from m!ik/wtdsik is similar to Illumi in a way. Extremely powerful, stonicnface, joking with that same stonic face. Like they’d be similar to Illumi by saying “Iruma kun said if you don’t kiss me, he’ll hate you.” Leaking a sort of aura similar to bloodlust but harmless, and then if you say something like “no he wouldn’t” to either of them, they would just be like “hes my (brother/child) how would i not know?” Or opera-san would be like “wow so are you saying i’m lying, i live with iruma-kun 24/7 how would i not know.”

I also feel like those two would often ask for affection in discreet ways, you’re laying in bed next to them and they suddenly rub up closer to you, trying to hint at it. Or after a long day of work, you may just be sitting in the edge of your bed and they come and just lay their head on your lap. Opera-san definitely purrs, no doubt.

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meabh-mcinness · 11 months ago

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A Holiday Treat 18+

Main Masterlist

Warnings! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! This is an 18+ piece whose entirety is just smut.

Now that that's out of the way, time for the second half of the warnings. This fic includes: Dom!Opera, Switch!Reader, Sub!Kalego, voyeurism, bondage, holding down, teasing, clawing, biting, hair pulling, oral both giving and receiving, fingering, vaginal penetration, pet names, knife-play, blood-play(but not really), cock ring, knotting, aftercare!

Summary: Me and my friends are spiritual whores. Happy late holidays. Enjoy this filthiness.

Kalego x Opera x Chubby AFABReader

Kalego squirmed as your hands ran down his thighs. Legs pulling helplessly at the restraints tied around his limbs, hands and ankles not even moving a millimetre despite using all his strength against Opera's. Whimpers and pleas spilt from his mouth for more. To touch him where he wants it the most.

You both ignored him.

Instead, you focused on tracing the femoral artery in his thigh with your nails before leaning over to lick and suck your way from his knee back up towards his pelvis. Once again, you avoided the one area he wanted the most attention, coming up at the last second to repeat the same action on his other thigh. It wouldn't be as much fun if he got what he wanted, and you all knew it.

Looking up when you heard shifting, you saw Opera moving so that they were using their legs to hold down Kalego's arms as they leaned over themselves to kiss him. Their hands gently held his head in place before reaching up as far as they comfortably could down his abdomen -- reaching either side of where his cock bobbed just under his navel -- and lightly dragged their nails back up towards them. Thin lines appeared in their wake, slowly welling with the thick red liquid that gave Kalego life. The groan Kalego let out was swallowed by Opera as they took advantage of Kalego's open mouth.

You, in turn, brought your attention back to his thighs. Unlike your demonic lovers, your nails weren't built as well for tearing into skin -- cleanly, that was. You could certainly gouge flesh out if you wanted, but this was neither the time nor place for such acts. Instead, you reached down to your garter and pulled out a shiny dagger, the hilt carved from a Netherworld gem called Hemolite -- which looked like a beautiful swirling mixture of amethyst and ruby -- a courting gift from Opera. You brought the cool metal and ran it along the femoral artery, tracing the many branching paths that it took, careful to never nick any of them.

You watched as his muscles seized and grew taut with each pass you made. Waiting, anticipating, for when the blade would press into his flesh as well. You took your time choosing. Would you do it here, you pressed the metal harder into him, just barely avoiding splitting his flesh open, directly down the middle of his thigh. Or perhaps here, along one of the many branching paths of smaller veins that your dagger twisted and danced across. Or, as your eyes flicked up, you could do it somewhere else entirely.

With a smirk on your face, you climbed up slightly higher, letting the knife trail from back up his thigh until you reached his throbbing member. The blade moved just above the metal ring wrapped around his cock before slowly grazing up to the tip. You let it circle around the head, just barely letting the metal graze him until you made a quick shallow cut along the edge. Kalego let out a choked gasp as blood welled to the surface of the cut and dribbled down, mixing with the pre suddenly leaking from his cock, turning a light pinkish colour.

Your eyes watched it trail down before you leaned down to drag your tongue up his cock, catching the liquid as you followed the path back up to the tip. Kalego's thigh tensed around you and you heard him make a deep guttural moan from above you as your tongue worked to clean the mess you had made. Your hand dropped the dagger and moved to grip the base, using your saliva as a lubricant to smoothly move up and down slightly. Your tongue making kitten licks and tiny swirls around the tip of his head, listening to his groans and pants into Opera's mouth and the rattling of the chains around his legs as they twitched.

Deciding you had teased him enough, you opened your mouth further, flattening your tongue and engulfed the entirety of the head. You heard Kalego shout the sudden change, felt his hips lift as much as they could to try and force you into taking him deeper, chasing the feeling to spread to his entire cock. The resulting act caused you to choke a little and you heard Opera hiss in warning as your hand moved from his member to dig your nails into the line where his thighs met his pelvis for your own threat. Kalego whimpered but reluctantly listened and lowered his hips back down.

With Kalego tamed for the moment you turned your focus back to the thick piece of meat pulsing in your mouth. Raising your head, a little again you gave the tip another swipe of your tongue before lowering again. Every time you raised your head you would drag your tongue along the underside of his shaft before swirling around the head and going back down again, taking more and more of his dick in your mouth with each pass. Over and over again you bobbed your head, pre and drool leaking out of your mouth and down his throbbing member, taking more and more of him in until eventually you felt the head hit the entrance to your throat, with still a few more inches of him left to go.

You had a sudden decision you had to make now. You could just continue as you had been, simply bobbing your head and listening to the mewls and whimpers coming from Kalego, or you could take it a step further. Well, you had never been a coward.

As you came back up this time, you took advantage to rearrange your body. Throwing both of your arms so that your elbows were perched on his hips it was easy to place one hand to wrap back around the base of his cock and the other underneath to cup his balls that were so desperate to blow a load but couldn't do so due to the cool metal rings looped around them. With a devilish smirk on your face, you lowered your head once more until you felt the head bob the back of your throat again – and then you swallowed.

You felt the head pop into your throat, heard Kalego give a deep snarl and felt his balls tense in your hand as you roll them around. Could feel as they tried so hard to empty themselves into your stomach but were stopped by the cock ring even as Kalego bucked and whimpered underneath you. Begging the both of you to just let him go, to please let him cum. You almost choked as he moved underneath you, not fully expecting his throbbing member to force itself further into your throat but swallowed around him again just in time.

You nearly choked again, this time in surprise, around Kalego's cock at the sudden pulling sensation of your hair, light pain pulsing where the strands attached to your head. For a second you thought Opera had let Kalego go, only to pull up, drool and pre-cum dripping from your lips, to see Opera's face in front of your own. Kalego whined at the loss as Opera pulled you closer. Their tongue darted out to lick up the mess on your chin and lips before drawing you in for a deep kiss, the rich taste of Kalego's blood mixing in with the saltiness of his pre and Opera's own unique taste. You moaned at the taste, hands reaching out to cup Opera's face as you both fought for dominance. Opera always won, but that didn't mean you wouldn't try.

The prize, while running along the same veins, was always different. This time it was you, as their arms circled your waist, digging into your soft flesh before lifting and turning you in one smooth motion, before dropping you on your back right next to Kalego. A short squeal left you as you fell, followed by an 'oof' when you landed.

You felt the mattress dip below you and spread your legs as you looked up to see Opera towards you from the bottom of the bed. You blinked in confusion before glancing over at Kalego to see his arms had now also been restrained by the same cuffs and chains that held his legs down, his eyes, lidded and glazed over, but still sharp as they never left Opera's form as they came closer to you. You had know Opera was fast, but this speed bordered on ridiculousness.

Your own eyes trailed back to Opera as their shoulders nudged your legs further apart, tongue darting out briefly to lick their lips as they stared directly into your eyes. It was unfair how unfazed they looked despite the slight flush to their pale cheeks and loosely tussled hair. You already knew both you and Kalego looked super flushed and dazed out. And it would only get worse you concluded, as Opera lowered the front half of their body down so that their arms braced under your upper thighs and hoisted your lower legs up so that your feet rested on their back.

Their eyes stayed locked on yours as their face lowered even further, the feline demon's eyes just barely being seen over the chub of your stomach where their clawed hands rested. Hands which were gripping and releasing your flesh over and over again like an actual cat kneading. They were far more careful with their nails on you then either of you had been with Kalego. Not once did they draw blood or even leave angry trails behind. Their hands trailed down your gut before settling themselves around the flesh of your thighs.

Their long digits pressed themselves into skin causing your fat to ident and overlap on itself around them as their claws threatened to rip it open and expose your lifeblood that was the same colour of their hair, forcing your legs to stay open as their head dipped low. Their fire like eyes stared into yours, never wavering even when yours closed with an accompanying gasp escaping you as their tongue poked out and ran along your slit.

You couldn't help squirming at the feeling of the rough bumps along their tongue scraping against your flesh as it ran up before soothing out the pain by running the smooth underside of their tongue back down again. Whimpers fell from your mouth as they repeated the action over and over again before you suddenly jolted at the sensation of pleasure that ran through your veins as that rough tongue scraped itself over the bud poking out of your slit.

Mewls and pleads tore from you as you begged them to do it again, hands pulling at their horns as you tried to direct them towards it. Considering the differences in strength between the two of you, they hardly even moved beyond their tongue continuing its original path. Never mind that you were pulling as hard as possible, they didn't budge an inch and simply continued in torturing you slowly, always just barely brushing the edge of your clit but never fully touching it.

Briefly your mind considered simply ordering them to do it, but you had long since learned that despite being Opera's mistress, it was them who was in control of these sessions.

Finally, after dozens of pleas left your lips for more, Opera's fingers repositioned themselves to reach past your stomach and hold your lower lips open. The sudden full exposure against the cold air coupled with Opera's warmer breath sent shivers down your spine until your entire body seized as their tongue made its first swipe up your clit. It was nothing much really, just a little kitten swipe up but it had sent floods of pleasure through you and wanting more. Even voicing as such with whimpers puncturing your every word until Opera deigned to give another swipe. An then another, and another until they were focusing all of their attention around playing with your bud with their tongue.

Poking, prodding, and swiping this way and that around your clit and never once letting up now that they had decided to go for it. After going so long without any touch the sudden onslaught was almost to much for you. Tears pooled around your eyes as your body squirmed at Opera's ministrations, pants escaping your mouth every second you were trapped beneath them. Your body was coiling tighter and tighter, a warmth in your core flaring so bright and you were so close –

Opera pulled away suddenly.

The wordless cry you let out at the lack of feeling almost made you actually cry. You supposed it was karma for what you had pulled with Kalego, who you could see watching the both of you with rapt attention from the corner of your eyes, but that didn't mean you felt it was fair. Your hands clutched at Opera's horns in desperation to let you finish. You had been so close and you wanted that orgasm to flush through your body so badly.

Whimpers and pleas fell from your lips until you felt the tongue swipe return, except it was far lower than you had been expecting and your entire body jolted at the sensation, eyes going wide in surprise. Their tongue once again lowered itself to the bottom of your lower lips and ran up its length before giving your clit a little flick at the end.

A low groan left you as their appendage forced your lips open and snuck its way inside. Forcing your core to spread and stretch itself around the muscle. A muscle that was far longer and more prehensile than it had any right to be, you concluded, as it moved this way and that inside of you. Wiggling and writhing and somehow managing to hit every spot that needed to be hit until you were once again a squirming and panting mess above them.

Your mouth opened in a silent scream as warmth rushed through your veins. Your back arched, fingers and toes curling in tandem with the clenching of your cunt, trying its hardest to milk Opera's tongue for something that would never come. Your hands, clutching their horns in what would be a death grip for anyone else, but didn't present even the slightest bit of a challenge to them as they lifted their head back slightly to be able to clean your lowers lips with their tongue. The ruff bumps adding an extra sensation that your body couldn't decide if it was too much or just right.

It was your turn to whimper as Opera moved away, their tongue doing one last swipe up your overly sensitive clit as your body wracked and shivered in the aftermath of your orgasm. You laid there dazed and floating, barely registering as Opera nuzzled into your neck with anything more than mewls. It even took your brain a few moments to realize they were also contorting your body into a different position, not fully realizing until your face was smushed into the pillow, your hands weakly grabbing at the soft fabric. Your back was arched and knees bent so that your arse was presented to the world.

You squeaked in surprise as large hands suddenly grasped your hips and felt something thick swipe along your entrance and heard Opera hiss again along with Kalego's yelp and the hands were gone just as quickly. Daring a glance back you saw Kalego sitting up on his knees behind you, Opera towering behind him with their hand wrapped in his hair and forcing his head back so that his neck was exposed to Opera's sharp claws. Opera's mouth was bent close to Kalego's ear and appeared to be hissing something in his ear. Forcing your way through the fuzzy headspace you caught the end of it, "-t slowly Kalego-kun."

You saw Kalego's throat bob and watched as he tried to nod his agreement before gasping out a "yes senpai." You could only assume Opera had tightened their grip on Kalego's hair to cause the gasp. Suddenly Opera let go and Kalego was forced to catch himself by clutching your hips again, the thin digits grasping harshly into your plump flesh and sharp claws even nicking your skin a little. You couldn't help the little 'oof' you let out as your body was forced forward slightly and the side of your face was smushed against the pillow. Even with your face in this position, you could still glance back behind you, only to widen your eyes at the sight.

Kalego had managed to straighten himself back up, though he was still folded inward slightly, likely due to Opera, who was curled flush around his back. One of their hands was around Kalego's chest fiddling with his nipple and leaving more claw marks around the areola as they circled it. One claw even nicked the nipple itself, leaving blood to well up and drip down his chest. Opera's other hand, however, was wrapped firmly around the based of Kalego's cock. It took a moment to realize that their fingers were also deftly moving, only fully registering when you saw a flash of metal fall before feeling the thump of it hitting the bed.

Opera had removed the cock ring.

You unconsciously bury yourself deeper into the pillow and spread your legs wider at the knowledge, consequently raising your arse higher, catching both of their attention. With half-lidded eyes you watched Opera's hand leave Kalego's nipple, a small amount of blood dripping from their claws before it lowered to out of your view. You gave a small jolt as you felt said claws run down your sensitive slit before spreading you back open again. A shiver ran through your body as you felt run up and down over and over again before you suddenly bit down into the pillow at the feeling of being punctured.

Opera's slim finger squeezed inside of you slowly but surely, your cunt clutching onto it easily and eagerly sucking it in more despite still quivering from what their mouth had down to you just moments before. You mewled in both pain and pleasure at the feeling of oversensitivity as the finger inside you started making a come-hither motion before it was joined by a second. Your hands gripped the pillow harder, your body shivering as Opera's fingers continued spreading you open, and apart. Constantly flicking and moving about, stretching you out and preparing you for what was coming next.

Then just as quickly as they had entered you they were gone. Leaving behind a feeling of complete emptiness in you and half a mind to beg them to come back. To enter you again and take the hollowness away once more. You were even about to open your mouth to do so when your words were replaced with a startled gasp as something far larger drug itself up and down your slit, coating itself in your juices and teasing you with what you wanted.

You turned your head slightly so that you could see behind you better and sent a glare towards the two demons behind you. 'Quit teasing me,' you tried to say with it, 'or I'll take matters into my own hands.' Kalego simply lifted an eyebrow, his mouth smirking in response from around Opera's fingers. It was his turn to you it appeared.

Greedily licking each digit thoroughly to clean up any last traces of you as his hips once more shallowing moved. With a huff you settled back in, knowing Opera wouldn't allow either of you reprieve until they felt their fingers had been cleaned of every last trace of you.

But you had a trick up your non-existent sleeve.

Clutching your hands into fists, you looked back over shoulder with wide eyes and a pout on your lips as you watched Kalego's tongue dance around Opera's sleek fingers, chasing every last drop of your juices that he could. When at last Opera's digits were cleaned of all traces of you and replaced with only Kalego's saliva they withdrew from his mouth, a small stream of spittle stringing itself along to follow the path and leaving you gulping at the sight.

Seeing Kalego suitably distracted, you caught Opera's eyes over his shoulder and watched the almost imperceptible nod. Always five steps ahead that Opera.

As Kalego went to tease you again you forced your hips backwards, just enough pressure that it forced the bulbous head inside and stretched you apart even further that Opera's fingers had. You whimpered at the feeling, but let out a strangled yelp as Kalego snarled and clasped your hips even tighter, claws almost breaking skin as they sunk into the plumpness of your flesh.

You whimpered and whined as Kalego continued to fill you up slowly, your flesh still sensitive from Opera's onslaught earlier, but still greedily wanting every inch he could give you. Suddenly the feline demon was beside you, hand brushing through your hair and whispering reassurances.

You're doing so well.

Look at you take him perfectly.

Such a good girl.

Just a little more to go darling.

Finally, when you felt so full and as if you could take nothing else, Kalego bottomed out. Hips flush to your arse and hands gripping right above your plush hips as he patiently waited for you to get use to him. You shivered and shook at the slightly overwhelming feeling of being stretched so pleasantly, Opera still whispering in your ear and claws untangling the knots in your hair as they brushed through. Eventually after a minute, or perhaps two, you felt your body finally give up its tantrum and give in to receiving more pleasure. Giving your hips an experimental wiggle -- Kalego letting out a moan at the feeling but obediently staying put until either you or Opera gave the okay -- you found nothing but a twinge of pleasure. Doing it once more to make sure you were truly OK, you let out a low moan as you accidentally hit, what you thought was your cervix, dead on. With a nod to Opera, you braced yourself. Opera may be the powerhouses of the group, but Kalego was no slouch either.

And this fact was quickly proven true as Kalego slowly pulled out, your body shivering at the feeling and your core walls clutching him tightly, refusing to give up their prize even when he was almost all the way out and then suddenly you were full again. A gasp tearing from you abruptly as you were pushed forward slightly from the strength of it. You barely had time to wrap your head around it as he set a fast and brutal pace to your innards. All of your and Opera's teasing had clearly affected him as he seemed to desperately chase the both of your climaxes.

You were already both so sensitive that it hadn't lasted long, not that you were disappointed. As much as were willing to have your insides pummled all night long, you could already feel your body tightening again and when Kalego paused for just a second to angle himself to hit that spot inside you, could feel as he found it harder and harder to fit all of himself in you as his knot swelled further until he gripped your hips tightly, and it was certainly going to be bruised in the morning with that strength, and forced all of himself into you – knot and all.

White spots scattered against your vision and your cunt clenched rhythmically around him. A feeling of warmth settled deep into your gut as came inside of you and you couldn't help the groan at the feeling. All you knew was pleasure. Pleasure racing through your veins, pleasure spanning its way from your cunt outwards and toes and fingers clenching at the overwhelmingness of all of it. You were so distracted by your orgasm that you almost didn't notice Kalego's hands moving from your hips to wrap around your shoulders as he laid out his entire body of yours and forced you to lay on your side, tucked into his arms.

Your body racked itself with shivers as the euphoric feelings of an orgasm left you. You were overtly aware of the feeling of being stretched out by Kalego's knot, of his long arms digging into your soft stomach to hold you taunt against his warm body. You jolted a little in both surprise and sensitivity at the feeling of your hair being pushed back from your face. You let out a quiet mewl, as if to say no more – even weakly trying to push the hand away with your own. You sighed in relief as the hand left you alone. In the long run of things, you hadn't done much, but it was amazing how much these two demons could overwhelm you and your body by having you do very little.

So much for human stamina.

Suddenly the hand was back, pushing your hair away again as you groaned in protest only to sigh in relief as it was replaced with a cool cloth. The cloth brushed against you in small gentle strokes, brushing away all the sweat, blood, and other things that had collected on your body. The icy coldness of the cloth felt so good against your overheated skin that if you had the energy you would lean into it. Cracking open your eyes just barely, you could see the blurry image of a pale being with red hair and a black blob moving with them.

Closing your eyes again you settled back in as Opera continued rubbing your body down. Methodically moving up and down your skin with the cold cloth and leaving nothing but a pleasant cooldown in their wake. A soft sigh left you as your body and mind started shutting down and getting closer and closer to falling asleep under Opera's careful movements while being wrapped in Kalego's arms.

You let out a whimper of pain as Kalego suddenly jerked from behind, the resulting movement of the still hard cock inside you causing more pain than pleasure for once. His arms squeezed you tightly and he nuzzled into your neck, whispering apologies into your ear as his hands rubbed in methodical movements around your stomach, tracing random patterns into your skin as he calmed you back down. Under the watchful eye of your two demonic partners your eyes closed for a final time that night, wrapped and filled in your two favourite demons.

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thatgirlyourejected · 1 year ago

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Yandere Opera x ex girlfriend reader. Prompt 2

You live like this? Clearly you need me to take care of you.

Trigger warning, smoking, depressing themes, yandere themes, abuse, homelessness, kissing, bondage, mentions of sex.

You lazily took a drag from your cigarette, inhaling the bitter tobacco; let it fill your lungs, infesting them, tainting them. With a puff a ring of rose, releasing the addictive substance into bitter morning air. You rest your upper body against your veranda, a small consolation attached to your otherwise decrepit apartment.

Things hadn’t been going smooth for you, your bloodline magic weaker compared to the rest of your siblings; not a good thing considering how traditional your family was, “only the strong survive.” You could hear your mothers voice echo with the taunts of your siblings. They were merciful enough to kick you out after graduation, rather than follow up on the promise of killing you. Things spiraled from there, with no friends or support so to speak, it was hard finding shelter, with little to no money there was a bit of time you were on the streets. Sneers of disgust at your grimy appearance we’re plentiful. Finding a job was equally as challenging, and you weren’t about to prostitute yourself, you still had your pride as a demon. So you scrounged, clawed, fought… and finally you found where you fit; a small time job working at an ice cream stand at an amusement park, newly hiring employees after it was demolished by a freak accident. It was small change but it was enough to live.

If you had to say anyone would’ve been on your side, it would be your ex Opera… well not really, you were just childhood sweethearts, things changed and you lost contact with him. What can you say that’s life, demons come and go.

You sigh heavily, flicking you cigarette. The past month had been odd, ever since you settled in to your apartment you couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on you. Thing moved, or disappeared all together; you tried writing it off as being forgetful, or just because of how messy the apartment was, but it was hard with how frequent it’s becoming.

The apartment was one room, you had a small cot, at the center, the kitchen consisted of a small folding table, a microwave, and a mini fridge, the bathroom was hidden by a curtain, leaving little privacy. Most of your thing were strew about in no particular order, seeing as you had nowhere to store them, clothing was folded next to the cot, under the cot was your essentials, laundry was piled high next to the toilet, the kitchen was filled with boxes of dried food, cutlery and dished stacked under the sink counter. With how mall the room was it left barely a path to leave.

Too deep in your thoughts you were startled feeling arms wrapping around your waist, kisses were planted on you neck, with a familiar purr. “Opera?” You recognized his scent, his purr. “You live like this?” He murmured. I hummed, “not much of a choice.” His arms tightened, “clearly you need me to take care of you.” He growled. I shook him off, “what do you mean? I’m doing the best I can?” I whispered, avoiding his piercing gaze. “Marry me.” It wasn’t a question.

You wished things hadn’t been so rushed, you wished you never agreed, but a part of you loved him and hated him. He was never around, and your resentment grew. You tried to leave, but every time ended with punishment that left you delirious with pleasure, sometimes you were left chained to the bed for days. If only you hadn’t be so desperate for a happy ending.

#welcome to demon school #welcome to demon school iruma kun #demon school #yandere #asks are open #opera #opera x reader #reader #prompt 2 #yandere x reader #yandere Opera #tw #gn #gender neutral reader #no gender specified

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ranpoe-is-canon · 2 years ago

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no, because the little to no amount of contents that "Welcome to demon school Iruma kun" has is just not fair. LIKE WHY?????? WHY CAN'T I FIND MORE FANFICS????? NOW I NEED WRITERS TO WRITE AND FEED ME FICS OF THEM, THIS SH!T IS MANDATORY, IF YOU ARE A WRITER AND SEEING THIS, THEN WTF ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GO. WRITE. A. FANFIC.

#mairimashita! iruma kun #iruma suzuki #iruma x reader #asmodeus alice #Asmodeus alice x reader #welcome to demon school iruma kun #opera x reader #naberius kalego #kalego x reader #I NEED FANFICS OF THIS SH!T #DON'T JUST STAND THERE AND READ THIS #GO MAKE A FANFICCCC!!!!!

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j-cartoons-blog · 2 years ago

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Hello to all my iruma kun fans!

I designed and in the process of manufacturing the adult trio enamel pins! I have them up for preorder on my website:

I have them at a discounted price for preorder so take advantage of that before them become back to their original price of $16.

If you want to see more of my work, I'm most active on Instagram @thedancinflower007

I hope to continue making more merch for mairuma because I think this anime deserves it. Thank you!!

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demon-guardian · 2 years ago

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I live for adult comfort - child/teen reader! Can you do Opera, Balam and Kalego with a student reader who wants to be like them? Do the same job. So, they ask them to help them realize this dream. Because Opera/Kalego/ Balam is their model in life? Ur work is amazing

This is a cute scenario! Thank you for enjoying my work. For the story you are in the misfit class. Also takes around the harvest festival.

Opera

After seeing Opera fight at Walter Park, you were inspired by them and wanted to follow in their footsteps

When you go up to Opera and ask if can they teach you how to be like them

Opera is caught off guard for a second but then looks at you to see if you are serious

Opera, "Y/n you being a security demon means a lot of work right. You need to have a dependence on your serve. You need that "trust". Are you willing to do that?"

Y/N: "Yes I am willing!"

Seeing you so willing to learn and have that "trust" in another demon, Opera understands

After that day you start working with Opera at the Sullivan household

Even in a similar suit as Opera wears

Iruma was excited to see you there and try to interact with you like he would at school but Opera stopped him

Opera: "Sorry Master Iruma they are in training right now. So please treat them like you would me."

Iruma: "Oh alright. Good luck Y/N!"

The first week was a bit difficult, to say the least. You were surprised by how Opera does

But you never gave up and your hard work begin to show during the harvest festival

Opera taught you even during that time as well

You team up with Gaap and Agares and end up helping them by temporarily serving them

You help them fight and protect the base

At the end of the festival, you were able to go up a rank

You were proud of what you were able to become with Opera teaching you

(Who would have thought Opera would become your teacher again in your second year as well)

Kalego

While you knew Kalego was not the nicest teacher out their

You can appreciate how much he dedicated to his job

Seeing how well detail he is in his notes when you go up to him to ask a question he answers

Even turning the Walter Park Event into a teaching experience (No matter how bad it was)

You won't outright go and ask him to teach you on to become a teacher, because you don't think he will be too thrilled about that

So you go to him and ask him other questions about school and classes

But he catches on quickly to your plan and sees how you want to be a teacher

He takes pride that you see him as a good role model and when you come around he will start giving more tips and advice on the subject you ask

While both of you never admit to the true intentions of your interaction everyone else can see how you become Kalego's favorite student

Balam

Unlike the other two, you started to look up to Balam before the Walter Park event

It was during the crazy studying for your exams when you went to the class on the imaginary creatures due to you having trouble in the subject

That was when you met Balam who was substituting for the class

You were nervous to meet him of all the stories you had heard about him

But once you stepped into the class and heard him teach, his excitement for the subject made you want to stay

You try to go talk to him more after that class but you can never find the right time to do so

But when you got to Walter Park you saw this as an opportunity to learn more about him

Seeing him fight and how he use his demon knowledge to win a fight made you really love the subject and want to learn more about it

After the fight, you went up to him and ask him to teach you more about the subject

While you don't know if you want to be a teacher like him, what you do know is that you want to be a biologist like Balam

#welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun #iruma kun manga #opera x reader #kalego x reader #balam x reader #balam sicirue #naberius kalego #platonic #teen reader

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kiraxxwisteria · 10 months ago

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small fluffy drawing due to a lotta stress and negativity lately 😓😓

#opera x reader #opera x oc #welcome to demon school #opera

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0whyyou-stillalive0 · 2 years ago

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Big sibling

Big sibling!opera x reader

Hi! Its my first time posting like this, hope you like it

English isn't my first language,

I imagine them as a reliable siblings when they grow old and a little shit sweet when there younger -like one time when you guys are younger, you were playing on the mountain just having fun, and then they push you out of nowhere and your just stare at him and watch them glare at you and walks away And when you guys got older you ask him why they did that Y/n: opera Opera: hum Y/n: when we were younger, why did you push me down the mountain? Opera: oh that Opera: its probably because you were having too much fun Key word probably -they're sometimes not honest with you Like seriously -Endless teasing, they won't stop teasing you, speak of which you guys -Would definitely team up just to tease kalego its fun to tease him -Will definitely fight you with random shit -Would definitely tell you random facts that are neither true or not just to scare you you something believe them like seriously

andddd that's all

Here's my art work of them, when there older hope you like it

Im open draw other characters feel free to dm me

[Open for commission]

#Opera #opera x reader #Welcome to demon school iruma-kun #Welcome to demon school iruma-kun/reader #siblings #Ikuma-kun #Kalego naberius #shichirou balam #m!ik fanfic #mairimashita! iruma kun #iruma suzuki #dadlego

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luxthestrange · 11 months ago

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WTDSIK Memes#5

And those are the demons who KNOW...Your human...By now The Demons who know of You and Iruma's truth...their wondering why humans lived so long-

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lav-bee · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Demon School x Reader Headcanons

Their reaction to reader saying ‘‘tis but a scratch” when they’re actually injured

Characters: Balam, Kalego, Opera

💛- read as platonic

Balam

- Oh boy, let's say Balam is aware that you're human

- This will lead to him being even more concerned, sure you've survived for this long without anyone knowing you're human but still, he’ll be worried

- He’ll accidentally come across you bleeding out, first thing he notices is the injury and the smell of your blood

- Panics ‘cause demons and humans smell different -> any demon can come after you -> quickly brings you to his office and takes care of your injury

- Even if you insist ‘tis but a scratch’ he’ll just stare at your bleeding side while taking out many bandages and first aid stuff

- He may not know much about humans but what you have is definitely not a scratch!

- Makes you check up with him everyday to make sure its healing correct, gives you extra healing and bandage supplies to take home

Kalego

- He didn't know you were human until you were injured

- We’re gonna say he’s okay that you're human in order to write this

- First thing he checks is if there are any other demons around, it could be a problem if you're secret got out

- In a rush he brings you to Balams office/ room

- He knows he can trust Balam, and also Balam is the best demon he can think of that can help you

- While you guys wait for Balam to show up you keep insisting that you're okay, that ‘tis just a scratch’

- He pauses to take in what you said and then- “Are you an idiot?”

- Thinks you lost too much blood and makes you sit

- Tries to find anything to wrap you up for the time being

- Once Balam shows up he explains to Kalego that everythings good, Kalego stays until he sees for himself that you're okay

Opera

- They know because Iruma told them

- So when you come stumbling by them with a major injury they immediately take action

- They bring you home (the mansion), quickly informs Sullivan, and gets to work with cleaning you up

- As they bandage you, you tell Opera that you're okay, ‘tis but a scratch

- They ignore you and forcibly make you take some meds ,it's some tough love okay? No way they are letting one of Irumas friends bleed out

- Once the injury has been maintained and taken care of, they will make some tea and cookies for you and let you rest

- Gives you suckers before you go

- For the next week or so Opera asks Iruma if you're doing alright

#headcannons #x reader #mairimashita! iruma kun #welcome to demon school #welcome to demon school iruma kun #welcome to demon school x reader #balam shichirou #balam x reader #kalego x reader #naberius kalego #kalego #naberius kalego x reader #balam shichiro x reader #balam #opera #opera x reader

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breadcheese444 · 1 year ago

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Phantom of the Opera malleyuu save me

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #twst yuu #twisted wonderland yuu #twst mc #twisted wonderland mc #twst yume #twisted wonderland yume #my commission #malleyuu #malleus x yuu #malleus x oc #malleus x reader #malleus x lily #mallily #phantom of the opera

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meabh-mcinness · 1 year ago

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Bake Date

Main Masterlist

Fresh from the human world, you can't help but feel out of place as the new lady of the manor. Far too used to having to take care of yourself and Iruma by doing everything from cooking and cleaning to working long hours in the hopes of giving him a better life, you felt rather disgruntled at having absolutely nothing to do. After all, your adoption into the Sullivan family meant getting a do-it-all family butler who refused to allow you to do anything even remotely based in those categories. However, in all these years you had actually grown rather fond of baking.

And come hell or high water, you were going to enjoy the kitchen space again.

You understood it, really.

Opera had been hired as a security devil, and part of that job description included taking care of all the household duties, so their masters could focus. It was considered quite the insult, Sullivan had explained, to even so much as imply that they weren't up to standards. Which probably explained why everything in the manner was suddenly sparkling, and a feast prepared the next time you had left your room, a mere ten minutes after the first time you made your request.

Plus, after all those years of taking care of both yourself and then Iruma, it was a rather nice break to leave everything to someone else's care. Even if it did leave you feeling a little...ennui. Especially since you had grown rather fond of one particular "chore" that often left you feeling very relaxed at the end.

Baking.

The systematic method of putting ingredients together, the scent of freshly baked goods wafting through your small home, the joy of seeing others smile as they indulged in your treats. It was cathartic and addicting. And with being stolen from your home and subsequently dropped into what was essentially demon royalty, you had been denied, multiple times, your favoured drug.

This, obviously, would not do.

Not if they expected you to stay sane, at least.

Your opponent may be an undefeated demon who always seemed to just know things, but you wouldn't back down so easily. As a human, you have many biological ups at your disposal, the best ones for this circumstance being adaptability and patience. You simply had to wait for Opera to let their guard down and leave the kitchen unguarded.

Normally, such a task would be impossible. For a race considered vastly incautious, Opera didn't seem to know how to not be on guard, and with your asking for the usage of the kitchen, a number of times, has taken to keeping a particular eye on it. You couldn't seem to get within ten feet without them appearing and asking if you needed something.

But that was fine because your patience won in the end. Mostly.

With the summer holiday ending and after the whole Walter Park fiasco, Sullivan had decided to take Iruma shopping in town. This meant Opera would be tagging along for various reasons. It had been quite easy to beg off going as well. Claiming that you wanted away from crowded areas until school began again (you still hadn't forgiven Sullivan for the whole news debacle) and that you would just spend the time relaxing.

Which was entirely true. You would just be relaxing in the kitchen rather than the library, as you implied. At first, you weren't certain you would be dragged along, what with Opera staring deep into your soul through your eyes. You were sure you had been caught before you had even begun.

Instead, they simply blinked and inclined their head to you, stating they would leave a tray of tea and snacks in the library for you to partake in while you read, before turning on their heels. You watched Opera's retreating figure with a sense of triumph, your heart pounding with excitement. They had taken the bait, hook, line, and sinker. With a quiet and knowing smile, you watched carefully from your spot by the window until a carriage was driven by the familiar sight of the red-haired butler through the gates. You waited patiently for them to disappear from sight over the horizon before making your move.

Stepping into the spacious kitchen, you couldn't help but feel a rush of nostalgia. The polished marble countertops, the gleaming stainless steel appliances, and the array of utensils neatly arranged on the walls all whispered an invitation. It was as if the kitchen itself had missed you, even though you had never stepped foot into this particular one before.

Your gaze landed on the pristine oven, and your fingers itched to create something delightful. You weren't about to let this golden opportunity go to waste. After all, you had a plan, and it involved baking.

Your first task was to gather the necessary ingredients. Fortunately, you had become well-acquainted with the cookbooks in Sullivan Manor's library during your stay. With a practised eye, you selected flour, sugar, eggs, and a few other essentials. You were a master at improvising, and you didn't need a recipe to create something delicious. Even if you should probably have started with one due to the differences between food in the two worlds.

As you began to mix the ingredients in a large bowl, you felt a sense of peace settle over you. Baking was your refuge, your solace. It was a way to express your love and care for others, even in a world as chaotic as the Netherworld. The scent of the ingredients blending together filled the kitchen, and you couldn't help but smile. It was a comforting aroma that made you feel at home, no matter where you were. You continued to work, your hands moving with practised precision as you shaped the dough and prepared it for baking.

Just as you were about to put your creation in the oven, you heard a noise from the doorway. Startled, you turned to see Opera standing there, an accusatory expression on their face, despite it not changing at all.

"Ah, I should have expected to find you here," they said, voice calm and collected as ever.

You smiled sheepishly. "I just wanted to bake something. It's something I've always enjoyed, you know, and you guard this kitchen so well, which I understand really! It's your domain as a security devil, but baking has always been my safe place. My thing to help me relax and not go crazy. It's why I kept trying to sneak in here."

Opera regarded you with an unreadable look, slowly blinking large eyes at you as you rambled on. "Baking?"

You nodded, your determination unwavering. "Yes, baking! I love the methodical process of mixing things together and the smells of pastries cooking. I promise I won't make a mess. You can stay and watch if you'd like. Maybe I can even convince you to try a slice of my pie when it's done."

Opera hesitated for a moment, their head tilting sideways slightly, ears twitching a little in what you presumed was interest. "Well, since you've gone through all this trouble, I suppose I can spare a few minutes to watch. But I'll be keeping a close eye on you."

You grinned, feeling a sense of victory. "Deal."

As you worked together to prepare the cake, you found that Opera was, unsurprisingly, rather helpful. Always offering suggestions on what ingredients go best together and even lending a hand when needed — the biting cherries bag was surprisingly heavy. The tension between you slowly melted away, and before you knew it, you were chatting and laughing as if you had known each other for much longer.

As the pie baked in the oven, you both sat down at the kitchen table, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. It was a pleasant surprise, and you couldn't help but be grateful for the unexpected turn of events. When the timer finally let out a sound that rather resembled a dying scream to you, the pie was finally ready. Carefully, you gripped a towel, pulled out the circular glass dish and gently placed it on a cooling rack Opera had set up for you. You sliced a generous portion for Opera, placing it on a plate and handing it to them with a smile. "Here, give it a try. I promise it's not poisonous." Though you couldn't say the same for anything Iruma might attempt in the future.

Opera took a bite and their eyes widened in surprise. "This is... incredible. You really are quite the baker."

You beamed with pride, feeling a warmth in your chest, cutting a similar-sized piece for yourself. "I'm glad you like it."

As you both enjoyed the pie together, it became clear that this impromptu baking session had turned into something more. It was a moment of connection and understanding, and you couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, there could be more to your relationship with Opera than you had initially thought. As the afternoon sun streamed into the kitchen, and Opera left to pick up Sullivan and Iruma from town, you realized that sometimes, the best moments in life were the ones you never expected.

In hindsight, you also realized you could have just told Opera why you wanted in here so badly, rather than resorting to practically breaking and entering.

Alls well that ends well, though.

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