#ririka x you

[mayberirika]

I actually want crazy:b x fine songs

[midariikishimasgun]

AYO SINCE WHEN DO I HAVE OVER 400 FOLLOWERS

IM SORRY I HAVENT BEEN POSTING IM TOO STUPID TO MAKE GOOD MEMES BUT HAVE SOME I JUST MADE RN AT 2AM BECAUSE I HAVE INSOMNIA

I LOVE YOU GUYS STAY GAY YA LIL FREAKS

[slut4megantheestallion]

Kakegurui girl's x Curvy! Reader Headcannons.

- Yumeko jabami

● She's practically in love with your body,She loves your hips, thighs, and curves, and she loves it all. She'll sometimes get really close to you so she can feel your body. She is in love with your figure. She's your biggest supporter she loves to show you off to others that your body belongs to her, and only her.

-Mary Satome

• At first, she was jealous of you and your body, but he couldn't help but like your body later on. She was mesmerized by your curvy figure. She'll glance at your body in secret she just discretely admires your body in awe. Sometimes, she'll get flustered seeing you in pants or a tight dress seeing your curves hug tightly so she can admire your body more. She'll compliment you on your body and ask you questions on how your body is like this.

-Kiari Momobami

● You were scared and confused by kirari, taking a liking towards your body, honestly. She had never seen someone with a figure like yours, so she was quite fascinated and hooked. She'll have you wear outfits that hug your curves quite well. Some of them were quite inappropriate or to revealing, but she died care she is the leader of the student council, she can do whatever she pleases, She loves when you wear the outfits that she picked for you during the councils meetings just for her sweet pleasure.

-Ririka Momobami

•She's very shy about looking or gazing at your body she didn't want to freak you out. But she will sneak a little glances or sneak peeks here and there. She thinks your body is so pretty. She blushes a lot when you sit down or stand up, admiring your curvy figure. She's not thinking anything perverted or anything she just imagines seeing you wearing a tight skirt or pants that would nicely hug your curves.

- Midari Ikishima

• Midari being a perverted loveable freak she is. She is totally obsessed about your body, your curvy hourglass figure, and thick thighs. She'll sometimes have thoughts about seeing you naked and how she can do anything to your body. When you're sitting down She'll sneakily look up up your skirt looking at your thighs and squeeze them. (She looks at your underwear too~) she'll sometimes smack your ass, mark your body, and she'll be awe the way it jiggle and squeezable it is.

-Yumemi Yumemite

• she loves your body and has you wear cute and tight outfits that hug your curve graciously, making you sing and dance in front of her fans on her shows. She'll give you very specific outfits to wear that show off your body, and she'll sneakily take pictures of your body when you're not looking . Trust me, she has a collection on her phone.

-Itsuki Sumeragi

•She has an obsession with nails, which is an addiction, but when you first stepped into the picture, your body figure was her latest new obsession. She's in love with your body. She'll constantly go buy you clothes and have you try them in front of her, but really, she just manipulating you into wearing these outfits for her own sexual pleasure.

-Runa yomozuki

• Runa is quite in love with your body. She uses your thighs as pillows when she's gaming. Sometimes, the election committee would sometimes get distracted staring at your body, while runa just rest her head on your thighs having a smug look on her face and would make threats letting them your body is for her and only her's~

[hangesdarling]

punishment — y. jabami

REQUEST: Please make a oneshot of yumeko x fem reader of Yumeko calling y/n names while she's strip teasing 😭😭pLeease please PAIRING. Yumeko Jabami x fem!reader SYNOPSIS. You lost a gamble to Yumeko Jabami and your punishment is to attend her invitation to a slumber party. CONTENT. stripping, nudity, making out, suggestive content, hastily proofread WORD COUNT. 2.2k A/N. this took so long 😭 thanks for your patience @farlynz 💕💕

Entering Hyakkaou Academy, you expected the riskiest gambles including real weapons and actual threats, even the most feared life plan distributed by the student council to housepets.

Your knuckles knocked and dragged around the poker table as you think of your possible negotiation tactic. Yumeko Jabami stared from across the table, waiting for what you had to say which she already predicted even before you opened your mouth.

"I'll pay twice the amount," you offered, wincing internally at the financial loss after this one crazy poker game. Yumeko was insane to begin with, it was a thrill gambling with her but now you're starting to regret such an impulsive decision.

Yumeko smiled politely and answered, "That's not what I want, Y/N. Don't you want something more fun?"

When she mentioned something fun, you half expected being her housepet for a day, public humiliation, or perhaps some form of physical torture. However, later that night, you were dragged into a slumber party, equipped with card games, bottles of nail polish, beverages (supposedly alcoholic), and snacks. Yumeko called it a customary punishment when she pulled you on the couch to sit with her. Across from you, Mary Saotome sat, calling someone on the phone which you later found to be the Vice President herself.

When you addressed Ririka's appearance a few minutes later, she only smiled shyly.

"She's quite shy so don't expect her to speak," Mary remarked, petting her head a little.

For the most part, it was just casual slumber party games, the usual ones you were accustomed to. You were beginning to enjoy yourself as you saw Yumeko in a better light, not your usual perception of her when she was in the game room. As the games went on, a different shade of thrill brewed between the both of you. A viscous and honeyed tension, the air thickening with a sensual tension as Yumeko kept her body close to you. This tension prompted you to delve into deeper trouble, why not enjoy your punishment while you're at it, right?

Another opportunity presented itself when Mary and Ririka stood to leave, with Mary waving over to the both of you saying she'll take Ririka back to their dorm which Yumeko translated as a romantic date.

"Oh, let them be, those two," Yumeko giggled, waving a hand. "They won't like the game we're about to play anyway."

Yumeko's gaze lingered a little too long, enough to communicate a suggestive insinuation. Her slender fingers slid playfully on your tie, hovering with a lilt over your skirt, reaching an anticlimactic end when her finger rested on the deck of cards between you.

"How about a card game, Y/N?" she offered, tilting her head and flicking at the edge of the playing cards.

"Anything you want sure," you said, crossing your legs and leaning more on the couch to show how relaxed and confident you were getting. "I'm in your mercy after all."

"Good for you, Y/N," Yumeko's eyes glimmered, her hands gracefully shuffling the cards. "I want to play something similar to strip poker but… let's make it easier, shall we?"

"I'm listening."

"Alright, how about this: The player will pick a card and guess if the value is odd or even. In poker rules, K is 13, Q is 12, and J is 11. The player will assign an article of clothing to be removed in each pick. If your guess is incorrect, you will remove that clothing. Sounds good?"

"Yes," you answered. "Abiding by the rules of strip poker, the loser sits on the table."

"Fair enough," Yumeko smiled, pulling a face-down card. "I'll go first: I'll remove my tie if this card is odd."

Nine of hearts. No clothes are to be removed.

The thought made you smile, Yumeko has a certain inexplicable luck that astounds you. But you can pull something else that would fascinate her back, you're just waiting for the right time to reinforce this plan. You drew a card from the pile.

Your turn. "I'll remove my tie if this card is even."

Ten of spades. Yumeko caught your smiling face as you began slowly removing your tie.

"I bet this is getting exciting for you, huh?" you chided, nudging her.

"Certainly, Y/N," she said, retaining that innocent giggle despite her suggestive gaze.

"You know, Yumeko…" you began. "I love this game as well but I'd like to challenge you with something else."

"Draw out five cards and assign an article of clothing to be removed in each one before rapidly guessing if they're odd or even. Only I can see the value of your cards and verify if you're right or wrong. I'll tell you what to remove after you've made your guess."

Yumeko laughed softly, "I see you're getting a little impatient, huh? A rapid strip game sounds fun, anyway. So my turn, alright?"

Yumeko began drawing five cards from the deck, showing each to you while making a guess. She wagered to remove her silver ring, her blazer, stockings, shoes, and her white sleeve shirt.

Three odds, two evens. Only the fourth was incorrect.

"We don't have the same amount of clothing, Y/N," Yumeko observed as she took off her shoes.

"Well, wasn't that a huge thing you considered before we played this game?" you teased, your sides brushing as the proximity between your bodies became smaller.

"You can never be sure of that, you sweet thing," she put her shoes aside and poured herself a drink from the center table. You watched the wine slide down her lips as she cast a furtive glance on your observant face. "Would you like some?"

"Well, why not?" you smiled and took her lipstick-stained cup before placing it on your lips, eyes not leaving hers. "My turn then."

You placed the glass back on the table and drew five cards from the deck. You skipped over trying to evaluate what you had to remove and said, "If luck wasn't in my favor, I'd lose this game completely."

"Let's see how this would play out." Yumeko was getting interested.

You drew each card, handing each to her face up. Yumeko's finger traced the edge of the cards, her lips lifting as if she wanted to laugh.

"Well, how terrible did I do?" you joked.

Yumeko lifted your cards to face you, her voice stepping into a humorous tone.

"You got it all wrong," she said.

The smile curling at your lips was easily interrupted by your immediate laugh.

"How awful. That's all of my clothes gone, isn't it?"

"Indeed," Yumeko chuckled, sitting back on the couch in a more relaxed once more.

You cast a flirtatious glance and sat on the center table facing her. "Obeying the rules, the loser gets to sit on the table. This is my humiliation, I suppose."

"Now, you're understanding your punishment, Y/N," Yumeko's face was centimeters away from yours.

"Very well, yes. I understand," you smirked, beginning to toy with the buttons of your uniform. "But, since you won this game, I'm allowing you to give me extra rules while I strip. Any rules."

"Any, huh?" Yumeko mused over the idea, her sharp gaze reminding you of all the times you observed her during games. Calculating, under a veil of innocence, perhaps even flirtatious. It makes you think she's more enticed by the risk and thrill than she is to you.

"Anything. Promise. Hope it's not something too humiliating, though."

"Oh sure, of course. I won't do anything too humiliating to you, you sweet thing," her fingers trailed over your remaining buttons, hovering playfully. "I only have one request. And that's for you to strip slowly."

A finger traced over your jaw and to your chin so you would meet her lovely brown eyes, slowly getting tinged with red. "Could you do that for me?"

"Sure, lovely," Yumeko observed the way your bright lips curled into a smile, tempted to kiss away the lipstick she tried on you earlier. You slid the sleeves from your arms, giving them a slow and sensual show as you let the fabric slide down your shoulders. Your knees brushed against hers as you pulled the zipper of your skirt down, slowly peeling it off your legs until it became a puddle of fabric on the floor.

Yumeko watched closely as you began to pull the center table until you caged her vision with your half-naked body. You're down to your underwear, and even Yumeko's usual composed nature began wearing away at such a teasing sight. Her demeanor broke even further as you stood up to reposition yourself in their lap, knees on either side of her thighs.

Your lips hovered above hers, their composure sliding off their face as their lustful expression thickened even further. Her hands rested on your hips and pulled you close.

"Listen, Yumeko," you whispered. "I always see you. I observe you well. You have such a strangely intimidating aura but you're kind of a pervert, aren't you?"

Before she could say a thing, your hand slid to your back to undo your bra, letting the strap fall over your shoulder.

"Seeing me strip like this in front of you must be doing things in your head, huh?" The way your hand glided over her shoulders, ever so teasingly brushing your bosom to her chest— you felt so sure you were messing with her insides. However, Yumeko wanted to remind you of your place.

She lightly tugged on your hair, flipping you onto your back until your head cushioned on the couch. Your small yelp only earned a sweet, teasing smile from her as she brushed a strand of hair from your face.

"Darling Y/N, you seem to be forgetting that this is your punishment," she remarked. "Just obey me and strip, sweetheart."

You were beginning to love the position you were in as her plush thighs pressed against your bare legs. The softness of her clothed breasts brushing on your barely clothed chest.

Slowly, you slid off your bra, letting your breasts spill out of the fabric. Seeing Yumeko's eyes enraptured by the sight of you only inches your situation closer to intimacy rather than punishment. She stroked your hair and whispered, "That's my good girl. So obedient."

The moment your bra slid off your chest, Yumeko uttered praise once more, "That's it, sweetheart. Keep that good attitude. Who knows what I can reward you with, right?"

And as if in command, your body moved in a way that would please Yumeko, whether it be scooting closer or your legs encasing the sides of her hips. All of it, just to hear another praise of how a good girl you have been for her. Yumeko's adoration was similar to the way a doting owner would cherish her pet, or how a king price a jester. Her entertainment, her precious plaything.

You hooked a finger on the waistband of your underwear and gently slid them off your legs, letting the tips of your fingers make a soft trail on your skin. Yumeko watched patiently, one hand resting on your bare waist.

"You're really a wonderful thing aren't you?" Yumeko giggled softly "My sweet flower, my dear girl. Maybe I should punish you more often, huh?"

"If every punishment is like this, I'd rather lose our every gamble," you joked.

Yumeko only chuckled and wiped a thumb over your lips, her thumb getting stained with the lipstick you put on. "We have a lot of opportunities for that, my dear. Let me reward your obedience first."

With that, Yumeko's lips hovered over yours, slowly sinking her lips to your parted ones. Her lips reminded you of the wine you both drank, the sweet tangy taste of cherry lingered as she swiped a tongue inside your mouth. Her body only pushed closer, angling her head on where she could kiss you better. The space between you closed, your entire bareness rubbing on her clothed body. It made your legs shake, and your breasts more sensitive to the friction building up within your bodies. It wasn't long before Yumeko's hands trailer past your hips, then to your chest, and lowered to your inner thighs.

Your sensitivity heightened with the way your bare body rubbed against the couch, or Yumeko's playful hands edging you towards a point of no return.

Too much for a strip card game.

Later when the clock ticked midnight, you hurriedly left her room, muttering a quick goodbye as you tried to put on the clothes you could get your hands on. Class would begin early, and staying over at such late hours is prohibited. You hurried back to your place, a smile creeping on your face without permission. You remembered her soft touch, the sweet smell of vanilla and flowers in her clothes. Yumeko Jabami would be the death of you. Developing such sensual feelings for a girl with a mysterious and obscure background was a dangerous path for someone at Hyakkaou Academy. That school was full of filthy operations and trickery, all centered around money and gambling even with such a sophisticated facade.

These thoughts ran in your head, food for your contemplation as you scanned the pile of your clothes for your underwear. And yet, your mind refused to act against such a proposition, wishing you'd see Yumeko once again tomorrow and perhaps retrieve the underwear that you must have left in her place.

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated, sweethearts <3

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Sending gifts to Mary secretly, thank you!

Benefactor

Mary Saotome x They/Them Reader

A/N: Here you go, hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1,471

“Yumeko, did you leave this on my desk?” Mary asked, somewhat suspicious of the small paper bag sitting right in the middle of her desk.

Yumeko circled the desk, hands clasped behind her back. “Nope.”

“Suzui?” Mary interrogated further, glaring suspiciously at the boy.

“N-no!” Ryota held his hands in front of his chest defensively.

“And Ririka had nothing to do with it either, nor Itsuki…” Mary grumbled, looking down at the returned texts on her phone. “I don’t like this.”

“You won’t open it?” Yumeko asked, eyebrows arched.

“Why would I look into a random bag with no indication as to who the sender is? In this crazy school? I don’t think so. I’m not stupid.”

“I’m sure it’s fine Mary. How bad could it be?” Yumeko asked, skimming her fingers over the handle of the bag.

Mary crossed her arms. “It could be a trap. I’m not opening it.”

“Hmm… then I will take the gamble. I wouldn’t want to see this gift go to waste.” Yumeko stuck her hand into the back and was mildly disappointed to to only find a pack of pens. Granted they were really nice gel-ink pens, but for all the fuss Mary was making, Yumeko found it very underwhelming.

“Pens? Who the hell would want to give me pens?” Mary asked aloud, not really expecting an answer, but Ryota helpfully chimed in.

“Oh, weren’t you upset yesterday because you misplaced your favorite pen?”

“I wasn’t upset, just annoyed.” Mary clarified, because it was a very important distinction to her for some reason. “But the point is, if neither of you did it, then who? I only talked about it with you guys.”

“You were quite expressive about it Mary. I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole class heard all of your complaints.” Yumeko teased, taking a seat at her own desk.

Mary glared at Yumeko and then looked down at the paper bag and pens distrustfully. So someone in her class had been eavesdropping on her conversations, hm? Well, Mary didn’t like that one bit. She did however, need new pens, so after carefully inspecting the packaging, she caved in and tore it open, placing the new pens in her pencil case and tossing the garbage out. All the while, she observed the classroom with a watchful eye, wondering which among her classmates gifted them to her and for what reason.

***

By the next week, Mary had lowered her guard concerning the mysterious gift, finally writing it off as the non-threatening gesture that it was. However, when she entered the classroom, she was faced with another package. This time, it appeared to be a neatly packed bento in a disposable box. Nothing that would give Mary clue nor cause to find the person who left it there.

“Good morning, Mary. Oo! What do you have here?” Yumeko weaved around the desks once she entered the classroom herself. “I thought yesterday you said you wouldn’t have time to make your own lunch today because of that early morning gamble we agreed to. I remember you weren’t looking forward to having to pay for lunch here. Highway robbery, I think is what you called it.”

“I didn’t make this. Someone left it here.”

“This early in the morning?”

Mary’s eyes glinted. It was early, so early, that there were hardly any other students at school. She already suspected one of her classmates. She could go to all the usual dens, see who was around. Process of elimination!

“Outta my way!” Mary stormed past Yumeko and out of the classroom to search the hallways and gambling dens. She found a couple of her fellow second year Hana classmates, but when pressed, they all claimed not to know what she was talking about. They couldn’t even offer up any possible culprits in their place. It was aggravating.

“Did you find your secret gift giver?” Yumeko asked once Mary strode back into the classroom.

“No.” She grumbled and crossed her arms. “Not yet anyway.”

***

Mary arrived just before classes begun that morning, noting that the rest of her classmates had filed into their seats. She slid into her seat and exhaled into her hands, rubbing them together vigorously. It had snowed last night, and the gloves she usually wore had a hole in one of them. She would wear them anyway, but in this school with its snooty, rich students, it would be a death sentence, so she would have to go without until she could get new ones… or until her secret gift giver did. And this time, she would be ready.

After going about her day, casually mentioning the weather and how cold her hands were to Yumeko and Ryota, she felt she has successfully planted the bait. She would catch them this time.

The next morning, she arrived to school early and hid in the corner of the classroom. She had reason to believe the gift would be dropped off at her desk like the times before, but she also rigged a small camera in her shoe locker just in case they switched it up and decided to put the gift in there. They must surely know she’s onto them by now after all.

Mary was almost falling asleep the the corner when the back classroom door slid open and she jolted awake. She stayed hidden, watching the figure step into the dark classroom. They crept to Mary’s desk and deposited a small box and that was exactly what Mary had been waiting for. Before the person could exit the classroom again as if they had never been there, Mary turned on the light.

“Aha!”

“Ah!” (Y/n) yelped and tripped over one of the desk chairs, tumbling to the floor.

Mary cursed and strode over, “Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah…” (Y/n) rubbed their ankle. “I’m fine…”

“Good.” Mary punched their shoulder.

“Ow!”

“Why are you sneaking around and leaving stuff for me on my desk?”

“I know you well enough that I know you wouldn’t accept the gifts if I tried to give them directly so I thought it was best to remain anonymous.” They rubbed their arm anxiously.

“You looking for favors?” Mary asked suspiciously.

“What? No!” (Y/n) gawked, “Of course not!”

“Then why are you doing this?”

(Y/n) flustered, “I just wanted to do some nice things for you because… well, because I like you and I think you’re awesome. I didn’t think you’d want anything grand so I listened to what you would tell your friends and got you little things that I thought you’d like or find useful. You aren’t mad… are you?”

It was Mary’s turn to fluster now, having (Y/n)’s concerned eyes looking up at her from the floor.

“N-no! Why would I be mad? Get off of the floor, you look pathetic.” Mary tugged (Y/n) to their feet. “I just think it was weird, that’s all.”

“Oh…” (Y/n) looked down at the floor and Mary internally slapped herself.

“Not bad weird just—“ she groaned, “thank you,” she murmured, “for the pens and the lunch and stuff. It was very thoughtful. I just don’t like surprises or mysteries. I have to deal with enough guessing games when at least one person tries to cheat me in every gamble.”

“I understand.” They smiled shyly and then picked up the thin box they had on Mary’s desk. “Then, here. This is from me… although, I guess that’s pretty clear now.”

“You don’t have to give me this you know.”

“I know, but I want to.” They smiled and presented her with the box, “Please, open it.”

Mary exhaled and took the box into her hands. She slid the ribbon off and popped the lid off, revealing a pair of warm-looking gloves. Pastel polka-dots with a cream base.

“I didn’t know what color would be best… but then I saw these and they reminded me of your thermos. Do you like them?”

Mary slipped one onto her hand. It felt almost as warm as her face felt in that moment.

“They’re more durable then I thought they would be just by looking at them. They’re really nice. I like them, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” (Y/n) breathed a sigh of relief.

It was quiet for a long moment and then Mary cleared her throat.

“It’s so damn early that I haven’t had breakfast yet. Want to come with?”

“To the cafeteria?”

“Hell no,” Mary waved her hand, “that’s highway robbery. We’re going to the convenience store.”

“Sounds like fun.” (Y/n) followed her out of the classroom.

“Great, let’s go then. I need coffee.”

Mary slipped the second glove on and put her coat back on and they walked out of the school together. She was definitely going to treat (Y/n) to a couple warm treats once they arrived at their destination.

[falinesimagines]

🎲 Kakegurui girls x Reader Headcanons♥️

Kirari, Ririka, Midari

Tw : none

Sfw, suggestive

Kirari🐟

Pda!

Kisses, sitting you on her lap, a hand around your waist or on your shoulder, she loves being able to touch you whenever she wants and no one can say anything about it.

Loves to play with your hair

Big spoon

One of her fish is named after you

She taught you how to braid her hair (Sayaka's still the one that does it for her though)

You know you'll never win a game against her but she somehow always finds a way to convince you into gambling against her

Huge, lavish gifts that you really don't know what to do with anymore (What even have her the idea of giving you a pony?? Where are you going to keep it???)

Too good of a listener (why does she remember things you don't remember telling her??)

You've noticed people purposefully losing ain't you and you believe you have reason to suspect it's because of how afraid everyone is of crossing your gf...

Ririka🎭

Pda is a NO!

She's far too shy and insecure to even hold your hand in private, let alone in front of the school! Maybe she'll behind more open to it eventually

Alot more confident when she's wearing her mask

Little spoon

Headbutts you like a cat with her mask (she's awkward just be patient with her please)

Expect extravagant gifts you never would have thought you'd be able to get, it's one of the only ways she's somewhat confident in showing affection.

Great listener, she loves to hear you talk about your favourite movie or that one person from you met when you were five or a cool bug you saw on your way to school the other day.

She looks at you like you're the most precious thing in the world to her

She loves play with your hair or fingers

Feels like she's going insane when you seem interested in whatever she's talking about

No one really listens to her or even notices her when she's around so to have someone genuinely engaged in her rambles or thoughts is the most amazing thing she could ever have.

Midari🖋️

Pda no matter where you are. (If it was a competition she'd be beating Kirari by a landslide)

Sat on her lap during a council meeting, making out in the hallways, saying inappropriate things to or about you in front of people.

Wouldn't be able to keep her hands off of you

Big spoon

Would probably be confused if you were actually romantic with her (she was assuming this would just be sexual at first)

Shows off her gun(s) to you and loves to ramble about them (You now know way more about guns then you ever thought you would)

Diy piercings🫶(please get them checked out by a professional)

She's begging to get matching tattoos

Scary dog privileges (like a feral doberman with rabies and guns attached to it's back)

She loves sneaking into your room late at night (you are both very tired and late for school the next day)

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Sorry if these don't come across very well, I wrote most of these half asleep and very stressed (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)

I've got exams for the next two weeks but I promise I'm working on both the Heather Duke and Ramattra x reader oneshots! I'll try and get small things out in the meantime.

[foreverbase1]

April Story ❣ Zhang Hao

❥𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: bsf!Zhang Hao x fem!reader

❥𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5.0k

❥𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: I Want My Beloved To Be Happy, Fluff, Angst

❥𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Prepare some tissues <3

❥𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: April Story by APRIL

❥𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ZB1's Hanbin & Ricky, Kep1er's Xiaoting and ILY:1's Ririka

❥𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: While at her best friend's wedding, Reader tells her story to a handsome stranger about the time she fell in love with her best friend. But ultimately chose to let him go, because his heart never belonged to her.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬! <𝟑

"𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙤 𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙"

You stood there with a smile on your face as you watched your best friend, Zhang Hao, marry the love of his life. Although the smile on your face was one of happiness, there was a tiny hint of longing and sadness in your gaze.

Once the vows had been exchanged and the two were official wedded, the guests all congratulated the two on their marriage. You walked up to Zhang Hao and greeted him with a hug, inhaling his cologne as you two embraced each other. Smiling up at him as you moved away, you looked over to his wife, Xiaoting, and smiled at her.

"Congratulations you two, i'm kinda jealous, i hope i'm next to get married" You joked light heartedly with the newlyweds, earning soft laughter from the two. Xiaoting intertwined her arm with Hao's and you couldn't lie and say it didn't hurt just a tiny bit. She smiled at you, nodding her head. 'I'm sure the right one will come by soon Y/N, and when you do get married, can i be a bridesmaid?" Xiaoting giggled, invoking a chuckle from you too.

You put a finger to your lips with a smile gracing your features as you looked at the girl. "I'll think about it" You looked over at Hao, who smiled at you fondly, a smile you loved and knew you could never grow tired of. "Thank you for coming Y/N, it means a lot" He thanked you, you shrugged, slightly pushing his shoulder jokingly. "What kind of best friend would i be if i didn't?" Another round of laughter escaped the three of you before you excused yourself from the couple to get a drink.

Standing by the table with a glass in your hand, your eyes scanned the venue. You looked between each of the guests with a small smile on your lips. Some of the guests you knew, as they were also friends with you. There was Ricky, he was friends with Hao before you even came into the picture and it became an inside joke between you two about how you stole his best friend away from him.

Then there was your friend, Ririka, you became friends with her when you bumped into her on her first day at your school after she had just moved. She was a foreigner and had completely no sense of direction, you bumped into her when she was wandering the school in a panic trying not to be late for her first class. Deciding to help her out, you found out she was in all of your classes and so you decided to stick with her, and that's how your friendship with her bloomed.

You and Ririka always called yourselves "for lifers", cause wherever you were, she was there and wherever she was, you were there. You were stuck to each other like glue and shared the same circle of friends. She was also the only one to ever know about your crush in Zhang Hao and was there to help you through it, you could never truly pay her back for how supportive and helpful she was through it all, you truly appreciated her and were grateful she was your friend.

However, while you knew some of the guests, you also didn't recognize others and you pieced together quickly that these must of been the guests that Xiaoting invited. As you admired how pretty the venue was and let yourself drown into the loud chatter of conversation amongst other guests, a figure would come to stand beside you, a glass delicately placed in his hands too.

Looking over at him, you couldn't help but do a double take, you didn't know the man but to you he looked ethereal, he was handsome and wore a kind smile on his face. He looked at you, lightly chuckling at how you seemed dazed by him. "If you keep staring, people might get the wrong idea" He whispered to you causing you to snap out of your dazed state and laugh slightly, embarrassed at how you let yourself daydream like that.

"Sorry, i didn't mean to stare. I'm Y/N by the way, L/N Y/N." You reached your hand out to him, offering a handshake, which the man gladly took. His hand wrapping with yours as you shook hands, that same smile on his face. "I'm Hanbin. Sung Hanbin." He introduced himself, and you made sure to make a mental note that you'd remember his name. "Are you one of Xiaoting's guests?" You asked him, as you two turned to watch over the venue again.

Hanbin nodded at your words, raising the glass in his hands to take a sip of the liquid inside. "Yeah, i'm guessing you're one of Zhang Hao's guests?" He asked and you nodded with a smile on your face. "Mhm, i'm his best friend and i wouldn't miss his wedding for anything." With a smile on your face, you followed Hanbin's previous actions and raised your glass to your lips, taking a sip of your drink.

Hanbin watched you with curious eyes, wondering if he should ask what he was thinking. He followed your gaze and realized you were looking in Zhang Hao's direction and that was enough for him to ask. "What's your story?" He asked, causing you to look at him with a confused look on your face. "What do you mean?" Hanbin chuckled before smiling down at you. "Everyone has a story, what's yours?" He asked again, this time gesturing towards Zhang Hao with the glass in his hand, you looked in the direction he gestured towards and realized he was gesturing to Zhang Hao.

You cleared your throat, breathing in a little deeper. "If i tell you my story, will you tell me yours?" The question seemed to make Hanbin's smile brighter and he nodded his head again. "Deal." After the word had left his mouth, you took a deep breathe as your eyes trailed back to Zhang Hao. "Where do i even start."

"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜"

Your story first started at BASEONE High, you were new to the school at the time, and you had no idea where you were going. Each turn you took in the hallways only led you further and further from your destination, it was like a maze and you had no clue how the students could even navigate this place.

Eventually, you decided to give up and lean against one of the windows, from there you looked at everything one of the teacher's had given you. Your class schedule and a very badly printed copy of the school's layout, sighing to yourself and scratching the top of your head in frustration, you stuffed both back into your bag and began walking in a random direction.

It wasn't long until you bumped into someone, causing you to stumble back and fall flat on your ass. "Ow" You muttered, looking up to come face to face with two very attractive boys. One of them tried to hold in their laughter, while the other looked almost offended. "Watch where you're going next time" One of the two boys said, despite having a pretty face, he had a horrid personality. Well, that's what your first thought was of him.

Standing up, you fixed your skirt and glared up at him. "Sorry, i'm new to the school and i don't exactly know where i'm going" You didn't want to admit that, considering the fact you didn't like this guy at first, but maybe he would be willing to help you. "And that's my problem, how?" He tilted his head mockingly, and this caused anger to bubble up in your chest, just as you were about to blow up at him the other boy stopped you. "Zhang Hao, be nicer. She's new" The second guy stated, and you looked at him for a split second before looking back at the first, whose name you now discovered was "Zhang Hao".

Zhang Hao sighed, before looking at you. "Show me your schedule" He asked, you looked at him before rolling your eyes and reaching back into your bag to once again pull out your schedule and hand it to him. Looking at it, Zhang Hao would hand it back after a couple minutes before walking past you with the other boy in toe, you looked at him in disbelief until he turned and looked you up and down. "You coming? We have the same classes, hurry" He turned around and continued walking, despite your growing hatred for the guy, right now he was your only guide around the school and so you followed him and his friend.

"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩"

Time passed by quicker than you thought it would, and a year had passed by already. You had become accustomed to the school and no longer needed Zhang Hao to guide you around the school while you followed him like a lost puppy. Although you swore to yourself you would find your own group of friends eventually and would no longer need to see him anymore, that couldn't have been more untrue.

You ended up growing to like Zhang Hao and to your surprise, he grew to like you too and that's how your friendship started. You were invited to be apart of his friend group and now you weren't so lonely at the school anymore. While your first meeting with Zhang Hao wasn't the greatest, you eventually grew to like his personality and found him great to be around. A day never passed where you weren't laughing and having fun with him and you two had become super close in such a short time.

Shortly after a year had passed that you had joined the school, that was when you met Ririka. She had bumped into you when she was rushing down the school hallway in a panic and fell on the floor in a similar fashion you did a year ago when you bumped into Zhang Hao, it was like history was repeating itself. But unlike Zhang Hao, you weren't an asshole to Ririka on your first meeting, instead helping the girl up.

Ririka apologized profusely, tears threatening to spill from her eyes at any minute. It took you 10 minutes just to calm the girl down and get her to speak to you clearly. That was when you learned she was new to the school, and just like you, she found the school to be a maze. Checking her schedule, you realized she was in all your classes and so you decided to befriend the girl so that she wasn't alone in this school.

This was when you learned of Hao's jealousy regarding your friendship with others. You introduced Ririka to your circle of friends and everyone welcomed her warmly, all except Hao. He treated her coldly, sulking and trying to limit interactions with the girl.

You pulled Hao to the side in order to give him a much needed talk about how he should be nicer to Ririka. "Why are you being so rude to Ririka? She's nice" You crossed your arms in front of you and looked up at Hao with slight anger on your eyes, but mainly curiosity. Hao crossed his own arms, looking down at you. "Why are you trying to replace me?" He stated, and that caused you to take a step back in confusion. "What? What do you mean replace you?" Hao sighs, looking over at the table your group of friends and staring at Ririka.

You shake your head, rolling your eyes at the boy next to you. "No one is replacing you Hao, you're one of my closest friends." Although you didn't quite understand his jealousy over Ririka, you reassured him either way just to avoid any tension that could arise from it. "Good" He nodded his head, looking at you with a small and you looked up at him. "You're weird" this earned a chuckle from Hao, who simply pushed you lightly. "But you love me" he replied, walking back towards your group friends, you turned back towards Hao and stuck your tongue out at him. "You wish!"

"𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮, 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡"

It was only shortly after Ririka's introduction into the group that another new face joined the group, her name was Shen Xiaoting. She became a hit fast within your friend group and everyone adored her. She was kind, she was pretty, she was talented. Who couldn't like her?

But this was also where your story began to become more melancholic. The joke of Hao being jealous of your friendship with Ririka popped up once again when you began to get jealous of Hao's increasing closeness to Xiaoting. You didn't understand why, it wasn't like Hao couldn't be friends with anyone else, he was friends with multiple girls within your group and never once had you felt this way about it.

You just couldn't help it, and you couldn't figure out exactly why you were beginning to get more jealous of their growing friendship each day. Every time you saw them together, laughing with each other and whispering little secrets to each other, it would cause a rising anger in your chest and all you wanted to do was pull Hao away from her.

It wasn't until you eventually told Ririka about how you were feeling, was when you figured it all out. "Riri, i don't understand" You started the conversation, your back laid flat against her bed, Ririka seated on the floor painting her nails. The girl looked up at you from her seat on the floor, a smile on her face. "What don't you get, Y/N?"

You sat up, looking down at your friend. "I don't understand this feeling i get whenever i see Hao and Xiaoting together. Whenever i see them talking and laughing together, whispering secrets to each other or when they post on their social media about hanging out together. It just.....i don't know, i get this weird tightness in my chest."

That was when Ririka froze, she had processed your words and it clicked immediately for the girl, but she realized that it hadn't clicked for you yet. Putting her nail polish away for a moment, she moved to join you on her bed, sitting beside you. She got you to look at her, making sure to not get pink and purple nail polish over your uniform cause it still had her to dry. "Y/N, i don't know any easy way to tell you this, so i'm just gonna be straightforward." She sounded serious and you had rarely ever seen Ririka like this, she was usually sweet, upbeat and cheery. So seeing her serious got you feeling anxious.

Looking at her, you nodded your head, waiting for her to continue. Ririka smiles a small smile, but it wasn't her usual cute and happy smile you were used too, you saw the sadness hidden within it. "I think....you have feelings for Zhang Hao" she said slowly, making sure to give you time to process her words. Once the words finished replaying several times in your head, you laughed, pushing the girl's shoulder lightly. "Funny joke Riri, seriously, come on. You can't be serious. Me? Like Hao?" You laughed awkwardly and in disbelief, although you felt like her words held some semblance of truth.

Ririka stared at you, not knowing what to say next. It was when you looked back in her eyes that was when you realized she was dead serious and you processed her words again, processed the events and your feelings towards Hao and Xiaoting's friendship. And it clicked, your chest tightened and you felt sick to your stomach. "Oh." Is the only word you could get to leave your mouth.

You realized now how every time Hao did something for you, your heart would flutter and you would get butterflies. Whenever he got you the things you liked, sometimes even buying you thinks you never even asked him for, when he would take you out on late midnight walks in the parks together to relax or the "friend dates" you two would go on without your other friends. You cherished every day and night with him and never wanted it to end, and now you were coming to the sad realization that......

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙘𝙚"

The next day after you figured out your feelings for Hao, you couldn't help but want to throw up every time he smiled in your direction. You couldn't tell him and you swore Ririka to secrecy, how could you ever tell him? You didn't want to ruin your friendship with him, but no matter how hard you tried to distract yourself and forget your feelings, praying they'd just go away. They only grew stronger instead.

But your story isn't a happy one, so there is no fairytale ending waiting for you at the end of this road. As if Cupid had played a sick prank on you, Hao would come to you with a secret, and how could you deny hearing it from him when he had that cute smile and expression on his face looking at you like an excited puppy.

So you let him lead you to a bench outside on the school's campus, situated just under a tree, creating the perfect shade and scenery for the two of you. You wouldn't lie, you enjoyed it, it felt like a romantic getaway for just the two of you and it felt like maybe, just maybe he might like you back too. Maybe he was going to spill all his feelings to you and you two would live happily ever after!.....Right?

But the next words that left his lips shattered any hope you had, and it made your heart stop for a few seconds. "I was thinking of confessing to Xiaoting, can you help me? You're the only one i trust and have told about this, so you better keep it between us two!" He smiled at you, a sense of desperation in his voice. You must have been staring at him for a short while because Hao waved his hand in front of your face, pulling you out of your shocked state. "Y/N, you okay?" He asked, now concerned if you were doing well.

You cleared your throat, flashing a quick fake smile at him and nodding your head. "Sure! I'd love to help you....Hao" your voice trailed off near the end, but you quickly perked up to cover it up and thankfully Hao hadn't realized. His smile grew 10x brighter and it caused your stomach to churn in jealousy, he hugged you tightly, the scent of his familiar cologne invading your senses. You had to use all your strength to hold back your tears as you hugged him back, pulling away and standing up.

"I've gotta go Hao, i forgot that Ririka actually needed me for something!" You smiled, quickly waving at him before you rushed off, leaving Hao seated on the bench in confusion at your quick withdrawal.

Quickly moving to hide behind a corner of the school building just out of Hao's line of sight, you placed your hand to your chest, trying to calm the aching pain your heart was going through. You breathed in deeply, using your other hand to wipe at the few years that had fallen from your eyes. "It's okay Y/N, you're okay" You told yourself, but you knew that was a lie, a lie to find solace in the heartbreak you were feeling.

"𝙉𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚��"

Although hesitant at first, you had made a plan with Hao. Even though a part of you didn't want too, you chose to do it anyway, cause Hao was your best friend and you didn't want to see him upset. The plan was to go like this, you would hang out with Xiaoting over the next few days, taking her to places; a café, the movies, inviting her to sleepovers with you and Ririka at your house and gifting her things to show how much you valued your friendship with her.

It was true you valued your friendship with her, she was your friend just as much as she was Hao's friend. But you couldn't help but feel jealous of her and envy her, you couldn't help but compare yourself to her.

She was pretty, she was popular, she was talented and she had the heart of the boy who had yours without even knowing it. You just couldn't stop yourself from envying her, feeling jealous of her and wanting to be her. But you would never let her know that, cause even though you had a growing dislike for her, she was still your friend and someone you cherished.

So you swallowed your feelings and continued to get closer to Xiaoting, to help out Hao. That's what you told yourself, this was all for Hao, this was all for his happiness.

"𝙎𝙤 𝙨��𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚"

The plan worked, a little too well for your liking. A part of you wanted the plan to work, after all you wanted to see Hao happy. But another part of you wanted the plan to fail, for Xiaoting to reject Hao, so that there was just a slight chance for you to hopefully hold his heart. But your story doesn't go like that.

After you had grown closer to Xiaoting, a few days after, she would pull you aside after class. "Y/N, i need your help. I want to confess to Zhang Hao, and you're his 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, it would be such a big advantage to have someone he's close with help me with this!" She smiled at you, a hopeful glint in her eyes. There it was again, a shot to your heart. Xiaoting reciprocated his feelings and now she was asking you for help.

Of course, why wouldn't she? You're Hao's best friend, you know everything about him, his likes, his dislikes, You knew him like the back of your hand, so of course, why wouldn't Xiaoting want your help?

"Sure Xiaoting, i'd love to help you" You smiled at her, a fake smile, but she wouldn't know that. The girl squealed, pulling you into a hug to show her gratitude to you for helping her. Your arms were glued to your sides, eventually Xiaoting would pull back and wave goodbye to you, leaving the classroom.

You stood there and let yourself process everything, taking a deep breathe, you realized that this was it. You were about to let Hao slip through your fingers and fall into the arms of another. Was this really what you wanted? We're you not comes try and fight for him?.....was there any point to?

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮, 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛"

You stood at the same bench where Hao had asked you for help, where he spilled his heart to you about liking Xiaoting. You had left him a letter asking him to meet you here and now you were just awaiting his arrival.

Breathing in slowly, you prepared yourself mentally and emotionally for what was going to happen. "You've got this Y/N, you've got this" you told yourself, you were about to tell Hao that his feelings were reciprocated and that Xiaoting liked him too, you were about to let Hao go.

The sound of footsteps approaching and stopping behind you was the signal that he had arrived, so turning around, you looked up at him and smiled. Hao tried stepping forward and hugging you, your usual greeting with each other, but you took a step back when he took a step forward. A look of confusion and hurt crossed his face, and it made your heart ache, but you couldn't let yourself feel his embrace. Because you didn't know how much in you that you had left before you cracked.

"Zhang Hao" You said, using his name and not his nickname, if you were going to get through this you needed to stop yourself from falling and that started with creating a small line for you to not overstep.

Hao's face contorted in confusion, and a slight look of hurt crossed his face again at this, it pained you to see him like that. Especially since you were the one causing it. But you were already too far in now, so clearing your throat, you continued speaking. "The plan worked, Xiaoting likes you too" You said, your voice almost cracking near the end, but you did it. You told him.

A look of excitement and happiness took it's place on Hao's face, he looked so cute with that expression, like a little kid in a candy store who couldn't wait to try out the sweet treat he had picked out. Looking past him and seeing Xiaoting approaching, you stepped forward, letting yourself feel his touch one last time. You squeezed his hand lightly with both of yours, smiling at him. "Good luck and congrats" and with those words leaving your mouth, you quickly sprinted away in the opposite direction, not giving Hao any time to process or respond to you.

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 (𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚). 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛"

You watched from afar in Ririka's embrace, her arms wrapped around your waist from behind as she rested her head on your shoulder, acting as your pillar of support. You both watched as Hao turned to face Xiaoting, the two smiling at each other and confessing to one another. The two embraced and you could tell that this was just the beginning of their relationship.

Ririka let out a slight hum catching your attention, she smiled at you as she gave your waist a little squeeze for support. "I'm proud of you Y/N, you picked the right choice" As those words left her lips, you let yourself relax into her embrace and let the tears you were holding back fall from your eyes. You swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in your throat. "Xiaoting will take good care of him, i know she will"

Ririka hummed again, in agreement with your words as you felt her grab your hand and begin to lead you away from the sight in front of you. "Come on, Ricky asked me to meet him at the convenience store and i can't keep him waiting any longer" She said, leading you by the hand. You turned your head to look at Hao and Xiaoting's figures one more time, feeling yourself smile a small smile. A real smile. Before turning away from them.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘰 𝘨𝘰.

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙘𝙚. 𝙉𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧"

You finished telling your story to Hanbin, surprised you were even telling anyone this, let alone a stranger you had just met, especially when only Ririka knew of this. But you felt an odd sense of safety with Hanbin, you couldn't quite explain it.

Hanbin nodded his head along to your words, listening to the story with his full focus entirely on you. He smiled once you finished speaking, looking at you. "That was a beautiful story" He said, earning a chuckle from you as you took another sip of your drink.

You watched Hao and Xiaoting dance together from afar, with only pure love in their gazes. It reminded you of when you and Ririka watched Hao and Xiaoting confess to each other all those years ago, except now it was Hanbin by your side and not Ririka. The only thing you felt at the sight of your best friend and his wife was....happiness.

Maybe in another timeline it would be you in Xiaoting's spot, you would be the one with Hao and you would be the one getting married to him. Xiaoting would be the one in the seat you currently occupied, but you were content with living in this timeline. Despite the strong feelings you held for Hao years ago, you had managed to push aside the mixed feelings and resentment towards Xiaoting and let Hao go. Cause no matter how much you loved him back then, his heart never belonged to you, it belonged to Xiaoting. She would take care of him and you trusted her with that.

Hearing Hanbin stand up, he moved to stand in front of you and offered a hand out to you. Confused, you looked at him and tilted your head earning a soft chuckle from the man. "Care for a dance, Y/N?" He speaks softly and you felt another smile growing on your face as your heartrate increased. Taking his hand and letting him lead you to where other guests were dancing, you danced with Hanbin to the slow music, letting yourself melt away in his arms.

Watching from afar, Ririka would squeal seeing you dancing with Hanbin. She was happy seeing the sight of her friend before her and she sighed contently. "What are you looking at?" Ricky would ask the girl as he wrapped an arm around her waist, Ririka would point to you and Hanbin, and Ricky would feel a smile grace his face as well. "I'm happy for her, maybe he's her Mr. Right" She smiles brightly, as the two continued to watch you.

Maybe in this timeline you couldn't be with Hao like you originally wanted too, but it seems life has it's ways and maybe, just maybe....Hanbin was the one you were meant to find at the end of your 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 all along.

"𝙎𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚"

Thank you for reading <3 this originally wasn't planned, but i started listening to April Story again and just HAD to write a fic based on it. This definitely one of my faves for sure.

[hushed-woodsman]

Back log

Farm

Lion in your den

Yan mirko

Pretty girl mirko

Mirko w fox so

Mirko x midnight x reader

Pleasure by firelight

Deep in the forest

Yautja dubcon

Himekos struggles

Bronya and cocolia

Bronya

Brat enna

Dan henge IL

Tingyun

Hydro archons

Tingyun brat

March 7 corruption

Yae miko

Bronya rand

Ririka

Kokomi

Yan cocolia

Raiden shogun

Vrachis masterlist

Furina x reader

Omega Hamel

Ride me

Costumes hsr

Yelan x shene x reader

Monster kinktober

Day of st patrick

Wendigo

Yandere forgotten god

Slumber party

Yandere gardener

Yandere hcs. cult leaders pet

Yandere cheerleader

Yautja- venom

Werewolf corruption

Bitter cravings

Lovezbrownies masterlist

Screamingatanemptyroom

Yandere Elizabeth

Yandere loser girl

Falin

Infatuated with you

Showtime

Robin nobility au

Fashionably late

Tentacles under the bed

It's all in the family

[ibelieveinvillainsupremacy]

... I may have decided to include Kakegurui characters to the list of x reader/ headcanons...

Here's the list:

Yumemi Jabami;

Mary Saotome;

Itsuki Sumeragi;

Kirari Momobami;

Ririka Momobami;

Sayaka Igarashi;

Runa Yomotsuki;

Midari Ikishima;

Kaede Manyuda;

Yumemi Yumemite;

Terano Totobami;

Erimi Mushibami;

Miyo Inbami;

Miri Yobami;

Sumika Warakubami/ Kawaru Natari;

Nozomi Konebami;

Miraslava Honebami;

Ibara Obami;

Rin Obami.

You can ask as many characters as you want, I'll gladly answer them 💕

[atelier-rougelian]

1 and 5 for the torture ask uwu @goldenworldsabound

Thank you for the asks!! I'm going to be slow tackling these because inevitably doodles happen.

Which of your ocs do you most often imagine sick? In what ways?

Bastia gets food poisoning quite often... They have extremely poor judgement about leftovers. "this was fine 9 days ago, I think it's doable" "gee I don't feel so good now..." 😭 They won't ever learn.

Also, Rin absolutely gets wrecked by seasonal colds whenever it's crunch season and they've been doing too much OT at work. Fever-induced spreadsheet nightmares, etc. 💀

5. Which of them has the worst luck?

Probably Rinka, my Choujin X oc! Choujin (people with awakened superpowers) tend to have absolutely AWFUL luck stats, and her group of cohorts (hiii Ricardo and Ririka) is no exception. She's on the run for various reasons, and on top of that, she's not too great at combat. Her abilities are a mix-and-match kit of stolen spells she's trying to refine/upgrade. The combos backfire on her more often than not, but she's clever at finding ways to escape ugly situations.

[loveephia]

nationals (oc drabble).

content: fluff, humor, implied kanoka x sakusa, suna being a wingman.

⚠ warning/s: none.

note: just a little drabble to get a grasp of niiyama's dynamic and sumire's character. :p

"get me out of here." sumire muttered shakily.

"but we just arrived!?" ririka screeched.

from merely a few meters away was inarizaki; the male representatives for hyōgo prefecture, and the second strongest volleyball team. everything about them was intimidating. who wouldn't be scared?

maiko facepalmed, "you're not even going up against them!"

"my life, my emotions!" sumire screamed with tears forming in her eyes, desperately trying to hide from inarizaki's members.

"man, the atmosphere here never gets lighter." jinko sighed. "right..? i can already feel my stomach turning." ayame said, relative to jinko's statement. satomi patted the two heavily on the back, "think of it this way; volleyball is just a more intense version of "don't let the balloon touch the floor"!" she tried to cheer her fellow third years up.

"that doesn't change anything except make volleyball sound stupid." shinju deadpanned.

"oh, c'mon, guys!" satomi cried out.

"nah! it sounded pretty funny, to be honest. it makes me feel a lot better, too." ririka said, "so thanks, tomi!"

kanoka kept writing her fears down on the face of her palm, eating every last one like they're candy. she was soon caught doing so by the other first place ace of japan, sakusa kiyoomi. kanoka's cheeks were pink from embarrassment. she hesitantly bowed her head at him as an unsaid greeting before shuffling away timidly.

"was that amanai from niiyama just now?" komori curiously asked sakusa as he nods. "she's grown a lot these past few months. i want to see how much she's advanced." sakusa stated.

"ooh, sakusa's interested in a girl? say less!" komori teased his dear cousin.

"i'm leaving."

"keiji, kōtarō, where are you..?" sumire struggled to find the two people dearest to her from fukurodani. in the midst of the busy crowd of powerhouses, sumire was weaving through each student with careful eyes.

sadly, not careful enough since she happened to have bumped into someone.

someone from a certain school she was avoiding.

"and it really just had to be one of the miyans, huh?" sumire mentally facepalmed, having recognized the number on his jersey.

atsumu turned around, and before he could even scold the poor girl, sumire was quick to apologize aplenty. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry! i was trying to look for fukurodani, and i wasn't being careful enough."

"please excuse me..!" sumire muttered sheepishly.

"hold on now," atsumu said, putting sumire's walk away to an abrupt halt. "yer from niiyama, right? i remember watchin' yer team play last year. you were all pretty good!" atsumu dropped an unexpected compliment.

what he said about sumire's team wasn't some kind of fabrication to get under her skin or anything. he was being dead serious. niiyama wasn't given the title "queens" for nothing, y'know?

"o- oh! thank you, miya."

"call me atsumu. can't have ya callin' me by my last name when i have a stupid pig fer a twin." atsumu said.

"wanna say that to my face?" osamu entered himself into the conversation, having heard atsumu's insult.

the twins started to bicker, and as sumire was about to slip away, suna's eyes were watching her with a look that said, "don't go yet. osamu wants to tell you something."

sumire shivered, so against her will, she stayed for a little while longer.

"you were looking fer fukurodani, am i right?" osamu asked, and sumire nodded. osamu pointed at a specific direction ahead. "they're over there somewhere, near some red team named nekomo."

"yer memory is rubbish. they're called nekoma!"

"doesn't matter. i was kinda close."

sumire expressed her gratitude toward osamu, who shook it off, saying it was really nothing. sumire then nodded at suna, who, like osamu, shook it off as well.

before sumire ventured off to find fukurodani, she snuck a small glance at kita, who was busy talking to the fifth strongest ace, aran ojiro.

"ah.. he's so handsome in real life." sumire thought with gleaming eyes and a peachy blush on her face.

once sumire was no longer within earshot, the inarizaki second years were left to ponder over the interaction they just had with niiyama's own second year. "do y'think i can get amanai's autograph from her?" atsumu asked. "man, at least befriend yahagi first before pulling a jerky move like that." suna said, going on his phone to scroll through whatever.

"hm.. yer right." atsumu said.

"hey, hey, hey, sumire! it's been a while, my pupil!" bokuto greets the girl with a warm yet albeit bone-crushing hug. "h- hey, kō!" sumire manages to stutter out from the pressure of bokuto's arms around her.

"your pupil?" akaashi said, "i'm pretty sure that i was the one who taught her how to set our entire junior year together."

"just let me have this moment, 'gaashi." bokuto sulked, still squeezing the life out of the poor libero.

when bokuto finally let the girl go, she made a beeline for akaashi and brought him into a calmer embrace compared to the ace. "keiji, i missed you a ton!"

akaashi planted a hand on top of sumire's head. "have the setting techniques i taught you been of good use?" he asked. sumire nodded, a determined smile on her face. "i've gotten really precise, too. you should watch me and my team play."

"will do. only if you reciprocate, of course."

"mhm!"

time skip.

the opening ceremony finished, and the first batch of games had finally set place. teams who frequently go to nationals are called "seeded teams", they don't have to play the first round and immediately advance to the second.

niiyama is a seeded team, so here sumire and kanoka are, walking around the venue to find themselves a vending machine.

"sumire, what kind of drink does shinju want again?" kanoka asked. sumire looked up from her phone and thought for a bit. "green tea, i'm pretty sure."

while kanoka pressed the buttons needed to obtain the green tea bottle, sumire felt a tap on her shoulder. she turned around and saw suna rintarō, the middle blocker who helped her find fukurodani earlier.

"oh, suna! do you need anything?" sumire asked.

"i looked over your shoulder and saw that you wanted a picture with our captain." suna bluntly stated, and sumire burst aflame at that, not knowing whether to feel embarrassed or what. "h- how—"

"he's nearby if you want one. i'll even help you ask." suna said.

"i—" before sumire could reject his offer, she thought back to hachi's words. with a sigh, sumire excuses herself momentarily from kanoka (who understood) and follows suna.

"why are you helping me, by the way?"

"there's no specific reason why. i just wanted to."

finally reaching kita, suna came to a halt. he looked over at sumire to see if she wanted to ask first, but at the flustered state she was in, there was no way a word would exit her mouth. "cap, this is yahagi. she wants a picture with you." sumire freezed on the spot. so straightforward!

"oh, sure." kita accepted.

"phone." suna commanded. sumire held her phone out and gave it to suna. "i take good angles. by the end of this, you might as well have the photo as your background." he reassured sumire with a thumbs up.

sumire stood cautiously next to kita. unfortunately, suna thought that she wasn't close enough since the space between the two felt awkward. "move a little closer to kita, yahagi." suna said.

sumire did as he said, but there was still something bothering suna. the atmosphere felt.. off. so kita did the unexpected and wrapped an arm around sumire's waist, whose face was now glowing a vibrant shade of red.

"say cheese." suna teased, finally taking the picture.

kita's hand was off the girl's waist, leaving sumire to calm down the rapid beat of her heart.

as sumire fanned her own face down with her two hands, she went and snatched her phone out of suna's slender fingers and ran away from the two inarizaki boys.

"you're welcome." suna cackled, though sumire could no longer hear the boy.

suna then glanced at the captain, whose ears were quite red. "what are your thoughts on my friend, captain? isn't she cute?" he asked, trying to get something, anything, out of kita.

"i.. did that out of the blue." kita said, referring to the part where he had an arm around sumire. "i need to apologize when i can." he massaged the bridge of his nose.

"who knew that kita could be so impulsive." suna thought, amused. "i got a good look at her phone number. if you want, you can text her your apology." suna offered.

kita merely looked at the middle blocker with a disappointed expression on his face. suna shrugged, "fine then, suit yourself."

sumire panted from the run, making it back to kanoka, who was still getting drinks. she sighed, going on her phone to go check the picture.

her eyes sparkled.

she sent the photo to the niiyama group chat and simply waited for their responses.

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[i-ran-over-a-deer]

I’ll write for you !! 🐾

Please ask for fan fics with specific if things U want included !!

*Fandoms !! 🪐*

-Kakegurui-

-ships Ill write-

Sachiko x Mikura

Kirari x Sayaka

Runa x Ririka

Ririka x Mary

Midari x Yuriko

Kirari x sayaka x Ririka

*-kakegurui character hcs I’ll write !-*

Feel free to ask for hc of ships 🔝

-Sachiko

-sayaka

-yumnei

-Miri

-miyo

-Terano

-yumi

-ibra

-rin

-sumika

-Erimi

-yuriko

-midari

-mikura

-Mary

-aoi

-Ririka

-Kirari (wrote for her)

-Runa (wrote)

*-Black butler-*

I DONT DO BB SHIPS !!

Who I write for

-Alois

-Hannah

-Ciel

-Sebastian

-finny

-Trancy triplets

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[heyiwrotesomethings]

Can i request something where Kirari momobami decides to gamble with her s/o the gamble being by the end of the day she has to make her s/o squeal but all attempts fail that is until she stumbles upon her gfs ticklish ribs.

Tickled

Kirari Momobami x She/Her Reader

A/N: I don’t really have anything of note to say so here you go, hope you like it : ) Word Count: 1,327

Kirari was bored. This was not an unusual occurrence for her, but something new about dealing with her boredom on this particular occasion was that she now had a girlfriend. Her boredom was now (Y/n)’s problem.

Previously it would have been Sayaka or Ririka’s burden, but after they had been informed of the newest development in the girls’ relationship they packed themselves a couple of suitcases, shook (Y/n)’s hand and then took the Momobami’s private helicopter to take a vacation somewhere tropical. If anyone deserved to fall off the radar for a spell, it was the Secretary and Vice President, for no one had to deal with Kirari’s whims more than they did. But now (Y/n) understood what Sayaka had met when she wished her good luck. Kirari was insufferable when bored.

“(Y/n), I’m bored.” Kirari told her for the third time in fifteen minutes, sighing into her cup of tea.

“And? What would you like to do about that?” (Y/n) asked, also for the third time. “If you’re so bored, surely you must have some idea of what you would rather be doing right now.”

Kirari pouted it wasn’t her job to come up with an activity, it was her job to be available for whatever activity was presented to her. She leaned back in her chair, fingers steepled before her. She regarded (Y/n) with a thoughtful expression, smiling at the expectant look her girlfriend gave her in return.

“I think I would like to gamble with you.”

An inside the box idea as far as Kirari was concerned, but (Y/n) didn’t mind.

“Okay, what game?”

Kirari hummed. (Y/n) was a dignified individual. She would like to see (Y/n) do something unusual, to see her in a different light. That might appease her boredom.

“I want to make you squeal.” She decided.

“Come again?” (Y/n) asked. Surely she had misheard.

“I want to make you squeal. “ Kirari repeated. “I will do everything in my power today to make that happen.”

“But why? What do you get if you succeed? What would I get if I don’t give you the satisfaction?”

“It is a simple wager. What I want is to see you act in a way I have not previously witnessed, that is what I will win. What would you like if I cannot achieve my goal by the end of the day?”

(Y/n) took a moment to think about it, then decided,

“If I win, I want to have a date night that doesn’t involve anything more extravagant than take-out and a movie or a couple episodes of whatever tv series catches our eye.”

Kirari was infamous for the eccentric dates she planned. Each one always had to be some grand gesture. Kirari and simple, everyday dates went together like water and oil, but (Y/n) thought it would be nice to just relax and hang out from time to time. It wouldn’t kill the girl. Though judging by the small pout and the way Kirari’s normally perfect posture slumped, Kirari thought such an activity just might kill her.

“Very well, if that is what you desire.” Then she got up from her chair and began walking out out the room, leaving a confused (Y/n) behind.

“Wait, where are you going?”

“I need to prepare. I’ll come for you when I’m ready.”

“Alright then. See you soon.”

“See you soon, my dear. Prepare to squeal for mercy.” Kirari blew her a kiss before leaving (Y/n) alone in the student council room.

“Should I be concerned?” She murmured to herself.

Hours later, Kirari took (Y/n) out of class with a curl of her finger and a cloying look. To say (Y/n) was nervous would be an understatement. Her girlfriend could be entirely unpredictable and the fact that the task she had given herself was to make (Y/n) squeal made it feel more terrifying for some reason. There were a lot of ways to make a person squeal and (Y/n) was having a hard time thinking of any pleasant ways to make someone do that.

It was already taking a bad turn when Kirari lead her into the basement level of the school where Midari and her cronies hung out. It seemed darker than usual, more frightening, like it had been decked out for a Halloween haunted house. (Y/n) kept Kirari’s hand in a death grip the whole time they walked through the hallway. There were some scares, but nothing that came out of (Y/n)’s mouth would have been considered a squeal by any means. A scream or a shout maybe, but not a squeal.

(Y/n) gave a relieved sigh when they finally exited the basement and found sunlight once more. Kirari led her to the courtyard where a carnival had seemed to have manifested from thin air. Among the attractions, a rickety rollercoaster manned by a miserable looking house pet. Of course Kirari marched her right up to him with the appropriate amount of tickets for the both of them.

(Y/n) watched the current group scream as they zoomed down the track and swallowed uncomfortably when she noticed how the rail wiggled once the coaster had passed by. Safe to say she didn’t squeal then either, too busy holding onto Kirari for dear life as they crested the highest point and then plummeted what felt like a hundred meters to their doom. She still wasn’t sure how they had managed to survive that.

Kirari’s next attempt was actually a completely different and welcomed approach. She took (Y/n) to the petting zoo portion of the pop-up carnival to see all the cute little animals. Sheep, goats, bunnies, alpaca, and sweet little ducklings. They were unbelievably cute, but again, no squeal left (Y/n)’s lips. There was a fair share of baby talk towards the animals though, if that counted for anything.

Kirari took (Y/n) to a bench next, pondering her next move as they rested.

“Giving up?” (Y/n) asked, popping a bit of cotton candy into her mouth.

“Not at all.” Kirari smiled, “the sun is still out. I have a sizable chunk of time left to achieve my goal. Though I must say you’ve been a tougher egg to crack than I would have thought.”

“Thank you.” (Y/n) puffed her chest, oddly proud of what she had accomplished thus far.

It was then that Kirari noticed the little clumps of hay and straw that clung to (Y/n)’s uniform. Not expecting much fuss, she reached out to brush her girlfriend’s jacket off, pausing when she heard her squeak.

“What are you doing?” (Y/n) asked, scooting a bit further down the bench.

“You have hay all over your uniform. I was just trying to help you brush it off.”

“Oh, I’ve got it. Thanks.” (Y/n) brushed herself off with her free hand and missed the glint of danger in Kirari’s eyes.

“A bit ticklish, are we?” She drawled, relishing in the way her girlfriend wiggled uncomfortably in her seat.

“I mean, a little I guess. Nothing special.” She tried to play it off but she knew she was already had. Before she could attempt to escape, Kirari’s hands slipped around her sides and tickled her more purposefully, making (Y/n) squawk and curl up on herself in an attempt to protect herself from Kirari’s fingers.

“Uh oh, (Y/n). I do believe I have found your weakness.” Kirari taunted, doubling down on her ministrations.

“Kirari, no,” (Y/n) giggled, moving erratically, “please have mercy!”

But Kirari was ruthless and kept tickling her until she received the sound she had been searching for all day. She finally relented, smirking down at (Y/n) as she tried to catch her breath.

“I win.”

“Congratulations.” (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

Though Kirari began to gloat about what extravagant date she would plan next, (Y/n) still felt that she herself had won in a way. A carnival date was by far the closest to a normal date they had ever been. Even if that hadn’t really been Kirari’s intention.

[yenichuu]

★彡[ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ]彡★

Alternate Titles: Tonari no Otona-Kun

Genre: Romance, Shoujo, Slice of Life, School life

Author/ Artist: Rukana

Status: completed; 5 volumes (2020 - 2022)

Summary: Ririka, a high school gyaru, hasn’t had a crush before and begins to worry that she is missing out—after all, what high school girl isn't obsessed with romance? But when a young, handsome (kind of aloof) salaryman named Hinocchi moves in next door, she realizes she may just be able to understand the appeal of crushes, after all...

My Thoughts:

9/10

There is a slight age gap (around 5 years), but it didn’t feel weird and I think that both the FL and ML navigate it well with good communication

I also enjoyed the pacing of the plot as the romance and reciprocation of feelings did not seem rushed or unnatural

The FL is refreshing as she isn’t annoying or OOC of typical girls her age; she bumbles, is bubbly and independent, and you can’t help but want to root for her ❣️❣️

Ririka is also a gyaru and I really love many of the outfits that the artist drew her in that match her bubbly person

(aloof x sunshine, my favourite) Ririka is just the cutest ball of sunshine while Hinocchi is quiet, attentive, and sometimes kind of absent-minded 

pspspsps their height difference pspspsps ❣️❣️

Shout out to Ririka’s father who is... NOT an asshole and actually tries to father her the best to his ability 🎉🎉

I adore Hinocchi for being a respectful man who is patient and despite his own feelings, always does what’s best for Ririka 🥺

Hinocchi is so handsome where can I get one pls

On the topic of art, the characters and their expressions are so good and uniquely written

The epilogue was so cute and made my heart uwu 🌺

Conclusion: This is definitely one of my favourite shojo manga that I’ve read so far. I was a bit weary of the age gap, but I think the FL and ML handle it really well and they really are just a sweet pair. What makes this shojo worth reading is that the FL is really well written. She is mature but still naive in some departments which humanizes her character. Furthermore, despite chasing after her new crush, Ririka also has her own circle and aspirations aside from the ML. All in all, I really really liked this manga and if you are in a goofy mood for some fluffy romance, ‘My Darling Next Door’ is a MUST read 💕

Where to Read: All 5 volumes have been translated, licensed, and published by Kodansha. While there is no physical version of the English translation of this manga, you can purchase the Kindle versions of the volumes on Amazon. You can purchase the first volume here.

Posted on: 06.05.23

[cerinelle-stellarium]

The Quinssential Shoujo Beginner's Guide

General

Aishiteruze Baby

Baby and Me

Chibi Maruko-chan

Claudine

Dennou Coil

The Fox and Little Tanuki

Gakuen Babysitters

Haikara-san ga Tooru

Happy Happy Clover

Kageki Shoujo!!

Laughing Under the Clouds

My Roommate is a Cat

Nana

Natsume's Book of Friends

Not Your Idol (Perfect Blue but shoujo)

Nukoduke!

Paradise Kiss

Psychic Detective Yakumo

Raven of the Inner Palace

Shounen Maid

Spirited Away

Sukeban Deka

Unico (+ the reboot manga; Awakening)

Romance

Ame Nochi Hare

Ao Haru Ride

Beauty Pop

Boys Over Flowers

The Cherry Project

A Condition Called Love

La Corda d'Oro

Dawn of the Arcana

Dengeki Daisy

Dreamin' Sun

Earl and Fairy

Faster Than a Kiss

Hakuoki

Hana-Kimi

Hana no Kishi

Here is Greenwood

Hibi Chouchou

High School Debut

Hiiro no Kakera

His and Her Circumstances

HoukagoXPonytail

I Am Here!

Itazura na Kiss

Kamisama Kiss

Kimi ni Todoke

Kitchen Princess

Lovely Complex

Maria Watchess Over Us

My Happy Marriage

My Love Story!!

Only Yesterday

Orange

Ore-sama Teacher

Otomen

Ouran High School Host Club

Pochamani

QQ Sweeper (and its' sequel Queen's Quality)

Red River (1995)

The Rose of Versailles

Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts

Skip Beat

Snow White With the Red Hair6

Special A

Sugar Apple Fairy Tale

UFO Baby

The Wallflower

Whisper of the Heart

Yona of the Dawn

Yumeiro Patisserie

Introduction to the Magical Girl Genre

Aikatsu franchise

Akazukin Chacha

Artiswitch

Bee and Puppycat (Just be aware that tthe story isn't really up to snuff)

Bishoujo Kamen Poitrine

Corrector Yui (Just be aware that the transformations in the anime are full of fanservice)

Creamy Mami, The Magic Angel (and her fellow 80’s and 90's Studio Pierrot magical girls)

Full Moon

Girls x Heroine franchise

Hime-chan's Ribbon

Himitsu no Akko-chan

Jewelpet franchise

Kaitou Saint Tail

Kiki's Delivery Service

Magic Knight Rayearth

Magical Angel Sweet Mint

Mewkledreamy

Nurse Angel Ririka SOS

Ojamajo Doremi

Phantom Thief Jeanne

Pretty Cure (Just avoid tthe 2 seasons between Splash Star and Fresh plus the 15th anniversary season if you don't want to get jumpscared by p*dophillia showing up in a kids' cartoon)

Pretty Series

Princess Knight

Princess Tutu

Revolutionary Girl Utena

Sailor Moon (Manga and reboot anime series)

Sally the Witch (The capstone of all magical girl media to exist)

Sugar Sugar Rune

Super Pig

Tokyo Mew Mew (Personally rec reading the manga first, then watching New then the first anime)

Tweeny Witches

Ultra Maniac

Umi Monogatari

Urahara

[couragekins]

💚 KIN BLOG 💚

🧟‍♂️ Name: Courage

🧟‍♂️ Age: 22yrs (12/19 🎂)

🧟‍♂️ Pronouns: she/her, mew/mews

🧟‍♂️ Sexuality: lesbian, demisexual

Just an autistic catgirl coping with trauma <3

Follows from @/bingeyourlifeaway

Kins:

• Yuu Koito (Bloom Into You)

- TAG: self; the romantic

• Courage (Courage the Cowardly Dog)

- TAG: self; somewhere in nowhere

• Toko Fukawa (Danganronpa)

- TAG: self; the writer

• On-Jo Nam (All of Us Are Dead)

- TAG: self; zombie killer

• Megumi Tadokoro (Food Wars!)

- TAG: self; yes chef!

• Ririka Momobami (Kakegurui)

- TAG: self; behind the mask

• Natsuki (Doki Doki Literature Club)

- TAG: self; the baker

• Kanao Tsuyuri (Demon Slayer)

- TAG: self; coin flip

• Anya Forger (Spy x Family)

- TAG: self; psychic

• Cassandra de Rolo (Critical Role)

- TAG: self; guardian of woven stone

• Mob (Mob Psycho 100)

- TAG: self; 99.9

• Basil (OMORI)

- TAG: self; it was something behind you

• Ghost (Hollow Knight)

- TAG: self; dream no more

****Okay with doubles EXCEPT for Yuu and Courage****

DNI - standard dni material, terfs/radfems/transmisogynists, pedos/MAPs, anti-BLM, pro-ana/thinspo, etc. Pro-shippers, anti-kin, real person kins. If you f/o with Junko Enoshima (I'm not comfortable sharing)

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