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[saeish]

simon riley who is a walking contradiction.

“leave and go find someone else worthy of you” except his hips piston into you at such a quickened but deep angle as his arms trap you between the sheets in an undoubtedly possessive manner as if he was to go absolute insane if you were to ever leave him or even dared having such a thought like that.

it reminded you of that ‘bastard from your workplace’ who had offered you an evening out to dinner to discuss ‘work matters’ one friday night, simon would glare at you across the room leaning on the door frame in the process of your getting ready in a way that if any stranger was to witness such a glare they would of sworn he was your enemy “where ya going looking like that pretty girl?”. eventually you found out your coworker was trying to take you home to his and get into your pants. that day you came home to a pissed off simon blaming himself for letting you go, he’d already seen through the idiots plan - call it common sense but it was definitely part of the forward thinking he’d developed from time in the military. “stop getting yourself involved with miserable blokes who don’t even know a thing or two about how to treat a woman proper dove” his fingers delicately remove your necklace lightly tracing your neck with one rough finger. it took a lot trying to convince simon to let the situation go.

simon riley who always reminds you of the analogy he tends to make whenever he notices you get a bit too clingy. “ just a weed that happen’ to be kept alive beside a pretty flower”, you continue kissing down from his jaw to neck practically inhaling his musk in attempt to have it instilled into your senses. his words just end up falling on deaf ears every single time.

“leave and go find someone else worthy of you”, except he accepts the hand crafted bracelet you give him as you say quietly: “you don’t have to wear it, i just thought it would be a nice memory of us when you’re deployed”. he’s brought back to a point in time when you asked what his favourite colour as you run off in suspicion after getting your answer. now he looks down at the bead combination of your favourite colour with his closely inspecting the thing. you begin to mistake his intense stare at the bracelet as a disinterested one causing you to immediately withdraw your hand back muttering how you knew it was a silly idea, however a quicker gloved hand gets a hold of yours as he snatches the bracelet from your hand without thought. “sorry dove i ain’t mean it like that i’ve just never been gifted such a thing like this before, i really do appreciate it. it’s not silly at all.” moments after your wrists are engulfed by simon’s hands on the sheets as the bracelet adorns his own wrists. “better not hear news that you let some bastard in your panties when i’m gone, ya hear love?” you hastily nod as you throw your head back in ecstasy to then pull simon down to indulge in a deep kiss.

simon riley who feels it necessary to firmly claim you as his in front of his fellow task 141 members to avoid them making jokes about stealing his “pretty thing away from him”. oh how he regrets so deeply the time when he accidentally revealed a picture he took of you that one time you were in your pretty yellow sundress; it was something simon just couldn’t let go of or else it would of been gone in a blink of an eye so he decided to take a picture. as much as you hated being caught off guard in pictures simon’s photo was different, he managed to capture a radiant smile that was enhanced by that sundress you wore that day. such a prized possession reached the eyes of people that weren’t him. his intentions to show them pictures of the enemy base sight took a turn when in the middle of his swiping the men would catch a glimpse of your picture. “pretty lass you haven’t introduced us to yet?” johnny raises his brow with a wide grin on his face. “is she your missus? didn’t know you were into young women like her”, price lets out a chuckle and lightly elbows simon. “better shut your bloody mouths”. now they get a glimpse of your bracelet as it falls down from his wrist to his lower hand but none of them dare to say an inch. shit, and you were debating on how long the string should be and stuck with the smaller side of the scale. “did ya see the thing?” price mutters to johnny, “eh, what are you on about?” “the bracelet ya knob!”. johnny gives him an expression of sudden realisation letting out a long ’ahhhh’. “I know it ain’t one that you can get from ya local jewelry shop down the road, it’s definitely from the missus he still ain’t tellin us about”. “you guys are still going on about simon’s mystery woman?” kyle walks into the mess room shaking his head, “you know how simon will react if he catches you guys talking about her.” johnny gets off of his chair slapping a hand against the table, “oi we weren’t talking about his bonnie lass in particular but we were actually-

simon walks into the room with a flat expression on his face causing complete silence among the men way too quickly. “oi is there a problem?”

simon riley who eventually returns at the end of his deployment with the belief that no one was at home waiting for him anyways except to his irony you were there patiently waiting for him the whole time, waiting to welcome him back and accept him in such comforting arms. when he’s finally in your hold you urge him to stop his bluffs, stop all the pushing and insisting you to stay as far away from him as possible and you finally finally tell him you don’t care about whatever terrible thing he could possibly be in comparison to you, you just want to be able to hold him and truly declare that “you’re the only one worthy of me and you’ll always be the only one worthy of me”.

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[saeish]

PRACTICE PLUSHIE - [ITOSHI RIN]

“Please Rin just for this once”.

Rin sends your cute plushie flying with a harsh hit, it lands on the bed once again as he rolls his eyes irritated at the fact that he was being forced to hold the stuffed round fabric - you’d consider his actions to be out of envy but you knew he would deny it and say it was out of despise. “Rin how could you do that to him! why can’t you just cooperate for a few minutes?” you whine slapping his chest attempting to get him to obey with a frown you know he hates to see on your pretty face. “This is pointless, I don’t see the point in treating an inanimate object as if it was a child.” He’d almost inflicted a sharp pain to your heart. How could he refer to Abo as an inanimate object? The only thing clouding your boyfriend’s mind were the times you’d bring your plushie around him.

He’d think back to days when you decided to join him on the couch, he was welcoming, offering you a space beside him till he spotted his soon enemy in your arms. With a tight hold on Abo, you glee at him finding your spot next to a now bitter Rin. Lets just say he ensured to avoid looking at you when you’d try engage in conversation, it would be a bother having to explain his heavy puffs and the times he’d run his hands through his hair cutting his eyes at the innocent thing.

Now he’s almost held hostage by you; his keen, begging girlfriend desperate for him just to hold Abo. Pleading with nearing tears in your eyes, you almost make the cold Itoshi give in instantly almost. Instead, he’s still reluctant with a sulk present on his face still trying to understand how this “thing” of an object managed to steal your attention way quicker than he ever could (although he knew that was not the case he’d been finding more and more excuses as a reason to hate your plushie even more). “I feel as this could be quite beneficial for you actually, you should consider this as practice!”, Rin offers you a blank stare as his confused state makes itself known.

“Huh?” silence fills the room.

“What do you mean by practice?”

You give him an unusual look for the Itoshi making you have to further elaborate on the words that just came out of your mouth. “You know…” averting your eyes, the words start to bunch up like a punching, tight knot in your throat. Rin tilts his head while raising a brow signifying you to finish the sentence.

“What if we were to have a child?”, the words are somehow blurted out in which you wince at some non-existent pain. A smile appears on his face as he dwells upon the fact that only you’d infiltrate such a thing like that with a silly execution. With a surprising loud laughter filling the room you stare at Rin who was now flipped over completely on the couch with a pillow (he’d been mocking the way you’d hold Abo before you walked in) in his arms which to no avail had muted his laughter. “I’m being serious Rin, you’re laughing way too hard!” With tears forming on his lash line, he’s finally able to gain composure and sits up straight again. A sudden pull on your arm gains your attention as you see your boyfriend’s more bulkier one pull you down into his lap.

His voice was now in a lower octave as he gently rests his head upon your bare shoulder. “You don’t have to worry about things like that now, the time will come when it comes. Plus, do you believe I’d be that bad of a parent? I see now, maybe you’d been using that plushie of your as some kind of mechanism to punish me, you know I never-

“Rin.” He goes silent with a blank expression at the sudden sharp cut off. “I can’t wait, I can’t wait to have a cute baby with you, I can’t wait for us to do all sorts” A warm smile appears on his face correlating to the warm felling residing in his stomach. Soft lips connect to your forehead feeling his grip naturally tighten the hold on you. Rin literally, like literally cannot wait, but he knows the results that would come with waiting so he wouldn’t mind the smallest bit. You’re overwhelmed with the multiple more kisses he gives you, you attempt to push him away giggling becoming more and more ticklish by the slightest touch. Rin’s eyes avert to a forgotten Abo who’d been left lying on his face clearly neglected by you. “Hey, go get Abo.” Scarily a wave of guilt washes over Rin seeing the once declared ‘inanimate object’ suddenly be neglected by you due to all the attention you were giving him, you’d immediately crawl across the crouch clutching your plushie in your hands hurriedly returning back to his lap. You give him a judging look before getting back in your previous position brushing it off. “In clarity I’d never choose anything else over you, not even when it comes to my cutest plushie.” “I know you wouldn’t dummy, why would I think that.” You carry on with the day fully aware that it was exactly what he thought, those glares didn’t go unnoticed either.

But maybe he’d be able to keep put with your plushie for the time being in the benefit of keeping you hopeful about what’s soon to come.

[saeish]

RAIN RAIN GO AWAY - [AKI HAYAKAWA]

It was comforting.

The distinctive sound of rain could be heard, perhaps smelt if you’d open the windows aki told you not to open - he chastises you for even thinking about bringing the coldness in. now you lay against his chest consumed by warmness as you intently listen to aki’s soft breathing, his loose locks tickles your cheeks. it was one of the afternoon naps caused by exhaustion of giggles and laughter; the two of you would exchange in such unfunny jokes that would still result in so much laughter because of how horrendous they were. there’s a moment in time when you’re still absorbed in laughter unable to notice aki ceasing all acts just to stare at you in complete adoration. he’s so in love with you, you probably don’t even realise.

you open your lids met with the clock reading 1:27pm, the weather was still upset and gloomy - akin to aki’s mood on his more stressful days of work, until he’s met with your soft, serene gaze. that’s when the sun finally comes out, he forgets about every worldly matter and focuses on you - the only thing that matters to him the most. time had been moving at a slow rate giving the feeling you had all the time in the world. just for him.

the back of your hand unconsciously grazes his cheek meeting his warm skin. a softened smile soon appears on your face noticing how his skin would slightly twitch beneath yours; a common occurrence anytime you’d trace his skin. aki would always deny his indisputable habit anytime you’d bring it up immediately shutting you up with a chaste kiss to your lips hiding his slight embarrassment.

seconds passed staring turns into minutes, you reminisce about moments such as now: aki here with you, alive and breathing. how could he be in such a peaceful state yet given such a title of a devil hunter? It was all unclear but you still remain grateful. Before removing your hand that was placed on his cheek, a swift change of position made you jump.

aki now has his arms enclosed around your waist; the possessive tightness refraining any movement by you, his hair scented of hibiscus and lavender shampoo you helped apply to his hair that morning. attempts to release yourself only fuels to his sleepy state, you’re unexpectedly met with a low voice.

“g'morning petal, missed you.” your boyfriend said with sleep still laced in his voice. you couldn’t believe it. after minutes of napping, face buried in your neck the whole time, he still thought it was morning? you flick his head with your index and thumb rebuking his lack of awareness.

“it’s only 2:25 you burger”.

“burger?” he repeats back as if he’d heard wrong.

“you heard me! and how can you possibly miss me, you've had a tight grip on me the whole time!” aki gives you a puzzled look you couldn’t deny made him look so cute. you hum and giggle kissing his cheek with soft lips, his wrap around your waist gets even tighter. “don’t give me that adorable look!”. not falling for him even harder, you gently smile while his confused state was long forgotten.

“adorable, hm..?” his slim, graceful fingers find themselves between the strap of your camisole. soon enough his whole hand laid on your blemished shoulder travelling further down. leaning against his touch, you stare up at him with love struck eyes.

“don’t give that adorable look, or else I won’t be able to control myself.” the male gave the response similar to a sly attack against your prior exclamatory.

you continue staring at him shifting further towards his face. “i don’t care, do whatever you want aki” - it’s a voice he’s well familiar with, the voice you use to always get what you want, and at that moment it was him.

it was certainly going to be a long rainy afternoon.

[saeish]

MARKS ALL OVER - [GETO SUGURU]

“Keep still for me baby, quit moving”.

It all started with an uneasy glance from you in the mirror after your morning shower. Geto laid back on your shared bed staring at you nonstop ever since you stepped out the shower, his eyes follow your every move and trace your body up and down in want. The same body you were now glaring at in the mirror in disapproval. You let out a soft sigh and look away - the look on your face doesn’t go unnoticed by him.

That’s how you ended up in the position you’re in now - on full display for the man, the mirror in front of you hiding nothing. No more shying away, no more cowering. The one thing you’d always reject was now being worshiped by him. His long locks tickle your body as he trails his lips further down your skin with such care. “Mm another one over here.” It was like a game - the idea of trying to find every mole and blemish that littered your body, either natural or man made (by him) it was getting praised with soft kisses for sure. At the same time he’d create new marks on your skin making sure they’re hidden in places only he could see because you were his. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll never look at yourself the same dear”. He sinks his teeth into your plush thighs- the body part you happen to find yourself disliking was the same body part geto tried convincing you was absolutely perfect- he won’t stop telling you until you accept it.

His nimble fingers then ghost over your waist, the birthmark you never really paid attention to doesn’t go unnoticed by him, he kisses the tiny speck with soft lips paying so much attention to something so small. It’s something significant you notice about him - his ability to realise something so discreet about you whether physical or internal . From the birthmark on your upper shoulder to the one on your lower waist and the rest, it was going to be cherished by the man right in front of you undoubtedly loved.

“Turn around for me, I’m only just getting started with you”. You hesitantly turn around met with the mirror placed against the wall on purpose by geto. He notices your signature act of nervousness - you’d bite your top lip unconsciously with eyebrows lower than usual, an act he found so cute but something you’d always dismiss. You don’t even realise how meaningful the act you’d do was - you’re so oblivious that it makes him lightly chuckle. “So so fucking cute” he thinks. Geto buries his face into your neck, his hair tickles your collarbone; the feeling making you more relaxed as you lean against his chest. You slowly start to give into his touch, neck rested on his shoulder on full display like an empty canvas prepared to be used and completely covered.

“Watch yourself in the mirror and don’t stop, I’m gonna make love to you till you never feel low about yourself ever again ‘kay. My beautiful petal.”

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PROTECTIVE YET OBSESSIVE - [AKASHI TAKEOMI]

cw: fem reader, nsfw, yandere themes, manipulation, gaslighting, unprotected sex, non-con.

Takeomi who keeps you locked up in his apartment away from any literal human interaction except the ones with him. He would always say the same thing every time you'd dare question along the lines of: “ it’s for your own good” or: “I’m just doing my job as a ‘boyfriend’ ” repeating the two phrases till it was stuck in your naïve head as well as those little tricks he would play on you making you believe you were nothing without him.

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It was one of those mornings where you’re woken up by the bitter smell of cigarettes. Akashi walks into the bedroom noticing your awake form upon the bed as he begins to walk towards you. “Hm… I see you’re awake princess”. You suddenly look away and almost cringe at the pet name. Before you could get a word out your chin is unexpectedly gripped by slender fingers meeting his dark intimidating gaze. He looks down upon your figure wearing your flimsy night gown he put you in yesterday almost sliding of your shoulder completely. To make matters worse, you’re still covered in marks received from Takeomi last night. He lets out a low hum at his creations. “Cute” he’d chuckle darkly

He tugs at your wrists getting you up not expecting the reaction of you pulling out of his grasp. “T- Takeomi can I walk by myself today ?” You don’t even get the sentence out without the nervous butterflies in your stomach fluttering yet you still say it in waiting for a response. Takeomi stares at you giving you the most flat expression. He didn’t even have to say it in words, his expression almost screamed: “ Have you hit your head or something?” Yet he still replies.

“No way in hell, you know I can’t let that happen my love”. You don’t even try argue, it’s already too late when your boyfriend picks you up carries you in his arms out of your shared room. “What if you were to fall and break a bone or even worse hit your head?” Takeomi would always create (im)possible scenarios with a low probability of them actually happening just to get what he wants. If not that, he would guilt trip you into thinking it’d be all his fault if you were to injure yourself in any way. You just end up submitting to him apologising for even bringing up the question.

You’re soon sat at the dining table awaiting on Akashi’s return He finally returns holding your shared breakfast. You were used to this routine of him feeding you- why though? You weren't a baby, yet his excuses this time would be along the lines of: “wouldn’t want you choking on your food would we now” Or, “I don’t want you rushing your food, it’d be better if I assisted”. You despised it. You were under his orders, you couldn’t even think for yourself without Takeomi making the decision for you already.

The urge to slap the cutlery out of his hands were brought up yet you knew making that decision would immediately raise your boyfriends temper and lead into one bad thing to another.

Yet you still do it. Oops.

The cutlery make a light sound as they drop onto the floor, you don’t even have time to mutter an apology before he’s shouting at you.

“What the fuck are you doing you-!”. Anger got to him quick, he scurries of his chair creating a screeching noise as he harshly intertwines his fingers through your hair forcing you to look up meeting his dark gaze. It was frightening. His twisting personality was frightening. You flinch at him raising a hand above your face praying right that moment he doesn’t hurt you. But you receive something else, Akashi starts caressing the side of your face softly.

“My sweet darling, you just don’t seem to get it do you.” He longingly sighs - “I take care of you and try my hardest yet this is what I get in return?” You don’t say anything in response. He comes closer to your earlobe, his tone even lower when he whispers: “ One day you’ll come to realise you need me so much and without me you’re worthless, no one out there will actually love you like I fucking do.” Takeomi chuckles finally letting go of your face. A stray tear threatens to fall but you agree to keep in a façade of not submitting but all along it was an act just to hide how frightened you were of your “boyfriend”.

“Get up, we’re done here”. It was upsetting knowing how the rest of your day was going to go like, There was no way he would let you go today without a punishment for what you did, you’d never though of acting out again.

Right?

-

You sat at the edge of the bath tub while the water rippled down from the tap. It was silent, way too silent especially from the person that had just degraded you into thinking you were nothing a few moments ago. You almost jump when he starts speaking. “You know…these marks littered on your body make you look so beautiful”. There goes his change in personality again. “So so fucking beautiful…”. Your facial expression doesn’t go unnoticed. the water starts to drip, sound echoing of the walls, he starts laughing as confusion rises on your face.

“Bang!”

A bang on the edge of the tub causes you to flinch hard at the harsh noise. You notice him stop laughing showing no sign of amusement. “I’ll tell you this once and I won’t repeat myself.” He begins to warn you making words go through your head, “You’re in no place to disobey me right now, I suggest doing what’s best for you and follow my orders. You know how much I hate when you act like this, change that little attitude of yours ”. You submissively nod having no say in otherwise.

You shiver at the coldness of the bathroom as he removes the last article of your clothing, the rough feeling of his callous fingertips against your soft skin created goosebumps . You’re fully exposed to him in such a vulnerable state, you raise your arm in an attempt to cover your chest but Takeomi scoffs clearly having no interest as to gaze at your body. “See, we got there in the end.” He picks you up entering the bathtub with you in his grasp before he drops you.

You’re positioned on Akashi’s lap, you avoid resting back coming in contact with his chest. You nervously squirm in build up of your upcoming question. “Takeomi… the heat is making me a bit weary can we possibly ge- “No.” You’re met with a simple but harsh response as he cuts you off before you could finish. He didn’t care as to how you were feeling, he was too busy for now fixated on your shaking figure leaving ‘love bites’ that would surely leave evident marks in the next few hours. You’re suddenly met with his stare when he turns you around with no warning. Your fists find their way on his shoulders holding on yet you still shy away turning your face.

“Look at me princess”. You disobey.

“Did you not hear me? I said look at me”. You still refuse.

Takeomi let’s out a aggravated sigh.

‘Slap!’

A rough hand came in contact with your face as the strong sting caused you to obey in seconds.

“Why are you so fucking ignorant!” His words hurt especially when you know he’s not saying it for the fun of it. His fingers pinch the bridge of his nose. “You act as if you’re afraid of me but then you continue to defy me, do you know how much I try? Do you know how much I care for you?” His words echo throughout the bathroom. You whimper quietly, the tears falling on your face not stopping.

Care for you? What a fucking joke. As long as he’d knew no one could have you except from him- why not keep you held in his apartment? You don’t even believe what you’re about to do, butterflies flutter in the pit of your stomach. “Y-you don’t care about me at all..” you hiccup as your voice breaks. “If you really did, you’d let me live my own life I wouldn’t have to live under your orders every s-second…”

Your response has Takeomi’s brows twitching in complete fury. Shit, you’ve really done it now.

The water spills from the tub as your abruptly lifted to meet the wall finally looking him in the eye, your back is met with the tiles of the bathroom wall. “T-Takeomi what are you doing?!”- “Shut the fuck up, I’m not kidding”. Akashi has you pressed up against the bathroom wall, his large frame traps your less large frame. He forces your legs open as his cock rubs against your folds, with no effort his cock enters your hole without any warning or prep. You claw onto his shoulders having no choice but to let him use your body. “All you do is fucking whine, I’ll give you something that’ll make you do even more than whine.” Your legs wrapped around his waist grow weak by the second. He properly adjusts your waist having you weakly bounce up and down his cock, the ability to speak is certainly lost. The only thing you can do is babble.

Your mind starts to grow hazy from his actions, your nails rake at Akashi’s back whimpering in a low voice for him to slow down yet he shows you no mercy. You black out to the point where you lose consciousness for about an hour leaving your body to Takeomi.

Finding yourself waking up in your shared bed, you’re body is sore and tired. You’re glad Akashi is no where to be seen. You sit up watching glancing at yourself in the mirror.

Fuck, you were definitely in a state.

Your poor body had been ruined. Marks and bites covered most of your body. You couldn’t even touch yourself without wincing in pain. The horror of it was that you could his footsteps. The door creaks opening, the male you were afraid of walks in. A cigarette is seen between his lips as the smell of nicotine fills the room. “My pretty girl is finally awake, missed you”. He comes closer kissing your forehead. “I felt so lonely with you asleep”. He still kisses your forehead. “So so lonely…” He stops. “Your look so beautiful dear, I wanna kiss you so much”. The last part came out as a whisper as his fingers wandered around your plastered skin, Takeomi pins you down to the mattress underneath you holding down your wrists. “Don’t even bother resisting me, you know I’m only doing my job as a boyfriend.”